Thursday, 17 November 2016

Tuesday, 15 November 2016

Ruta Sepetys, Salt to the Sea

I was commissioned to review this novel by a newspaper at the start of the year: but they haven't yet used it, so I'm posting it here.

Salt to the Sea
By Ruta Sepetys
(Penguin, 391pp, £7.99)

Ruta Sepetys’ third novel, Salt to the Sea, takes a little known Second World War humanitarian disaster, and makes out of it an intelligent, uncompromising novel for young adults, with a narrative that grips so fiercely it’s nigh on impossible to stop reading.

It’s 1945, and the Soviets have invaded East Prussia. Everyone is fleeing to the port of Gotenhafen, in Poland – Lithuanian “volk”, whom Hitler settled in the disputed province; Poles (firmly on the list of enemies of the fatherland); and Germans themselves, from the fur-clad officers’ wives to the lowest deserter.

The rush of people brings a small group of refugees together, and in their composition they mimick the families they’ve lost: an old shoemaker, a little boy, a giant woman; and three teenagers, whose compelling voices form the backbone of the book. Sepetys uses the now-common YA technique of following several characters in the first person. Here it is entirely suited to the breathless, terrifying feat of survival that her young protagonists must endure. There is Florian, a handsome Prussian boy, disillusioned with his masters and carrying a priceless treasure; Johana, a  Lithuanian nurse still in her teens, capable and tender; and most poignant, Emilia, a Pole, raped by Russians, and pregnant with the child of one of her attackers. She sees Florian as “the Prussian Knight” – a character in a fairy tale. She herself is like a child from legend; her innocence cruelly crushed. Each short section ends on a cliff-hanger. They are constantly endangered, and always reliant upon their wit and their common humanity to survive. The teen protagonists highlight the vulnerability of the refugees, whilst allowing any reader to fully immerse themselves in their experience. 

Interleaved with their urgent tales are the thoughts of Alfred, a junior, near-sociopathic Nazi, who is preparing the ships for the refugees. Obsessed with the purity of the Aryan “race”, he walks around singing a list of the enemies of the Reich. He composes letters to his sweetheart which he never sends – the disjunction between the grandiosity of what he says, and the sickening reality around him, is almost too much to bear.

One of the major themes of Salt to the Sea is deception. Florian was trained to be an art forger to help the Nazis steal art; horrified, on realising his role, he decides to betray the Reich using those very skills. “Did war make us evil or just activate an evil already lurking within us?” he wonders. Just how far do people have to go in order to save themselves, and others? What price morality when everything is bent out of meaning?

The refugees’ desperation is shown unsparingly. “I couldn’t remember not being fearful and hungry,” says Emilia. They tramp for miles, terrified, haunted, each carrying a secret, each longing for safety. There are many vivid, horrible deaths, of named and unnamed characters. When they reach Gotenhafen, the crisis there is another tragedy whose black outlines lurk inescapably in the future. Tens of thousands of human souls clamour for succour: women, left on shore, hurl their babies to sailors; the babies fall into the sea, and the women jump in after them. Self-sacrifice and pity abound, but in all the wrong places.

What happens next will be known to keen students of the period, but to most of us it will be new. Sepetys has done a great service to the memory of those involved in the disaster in bringing this horrifying story to light, and investing it with such passion and energy in such a carefully crafted piece of fiction. 

There is respite, shown in an epilogue, which demonstrates that humanity heals, and does not forget. But yet what terrible shadows we cast behind us, and how far they reach.

Wednesday, 2 November 2016

Booktrust Art of Reading Show at Waterstones Gower Street

Portrait by Elizabeth Shields, on show at Waterstones Gower Street.