Well, the Tanana Valley State Fair is over, heralding the
end of summer in Fairbanks. Every year I
say I wouldn’t even go if it weren’t for the annual photo magnet we get taken,
but I always end up having a good time. The absence of cheese curds was a matter
of sorrow for me, but a couple smoked turkey legs and some bear claws helped
take the edge off the pain.
This year, the kids were big enough we could split up into
smaller groups. Emma was off with her friends. Gabe took Henry on a couple of
rides. Jack and I even got to go off alone
and ride the Octopus. Over the years, I have convinced myself that I don’t
really like rides anymore, but it was so much fun. I had forgotten about the
thrill that adrenaline can give you.
I’ve been back at work for a week now, and most of what I’ve
been doing is purging old files and supplies, and general reorganization.
Furniture has been moved, book sets relocated, and the entire look of my office
and circulation desk has changed. My
home tends to exist in a state of barely organized chaos, while my workplace
has always been a quieter and more orderly haven. Now it’s even more so.
Tomorrow, I’ll be able to do some actual library tasks, like processing new
books.
Giddy with Anticipation! |
Today’s review is one I have been avoiding, because it is
one of those books that reduces me to a gibbering, juvenile fangirl. Yes,
that’s right, today I am reviewing “Four: A Divergent Collection,” by Veronica
Roth. The emotional part of me wants to just gush, “ohmigosh, ohmigosh, it was
sooooo good!!!” The professional in me needs to come up with something better;
I need to explain why it was so good.
Let me begin by explaining the premise of the book. If you’ve read the
Divergent trilogy, or even just the first book, you will be familiar with the
character of Four/Tobias. This book is a collection of short stories told in
Four’s voice, covering the time between his and Tris’ initiations, and
including much of the same time period as “Divergent.” This is not the first
time we have heard his voice; half of “Allegiant,” the third book, is written
from his point of view as well.
Four’s voice is similar to Tris’, but there is an additional
spareness that gives it a more masculine sense. Seeing the happenings of the
book from his eye gives a more complete vision of the story. Four differs from
Tris in that he seems to have a better understanding of himself, but they are
the same in that they both see through the veneer of Dauntless and the faction
system to what lies beneath. Before he joins Dauntless, while he is still
Tobias, he has an encounter with a factionless man, and thinks “there is
something appealing about it here, too, a freedom, a refusal to belong to these
arbitrary categories we’ve made for ourselves.” Even before he has made it,
Tobias understands the rigidness and limits of the choice he has to make.
The bulk of the plot is like “Divergent,” naturally,
but the story is fleshed out with details we don’t get in the original. More
information emerges about Tobias’ childhood, and Marcus’ monstrous behavior. It’s
amazing to me that Marcus would expect Tobias to stay in Abnegation and
continue to subject himself to abuse, when escape was just a drop of blood away.
It’s hard to reconcile the skinny, self-conscious boy with the more masculine
and confident Four we know from the trilogy, but the transformation is logical.
It’s a matter of harnessing the inner core of strength that enabled him to
survive his horrific childhood.
We learn some things that are complete surprises – that Four
knew his mother was alive long before Tris joined Dauntless, and that he
attempted to warn Marcus about the attack on Abnegation. Seeing Tris from his
point of view is interesting; he cares about her and hates to see her suffering
in the simulations, but his compassion never descends to pity. He is awed by
her strength and capability; “I’m hard on her because I know she can handle it.
And also because I don’t know any other way to be.” Later, when he posts the
scores after the simulation training, he worries that her high score might make
her a target for jealous competitors. He realizes though, “This girl would
never want to be tucked safely in the middle of the pack, never.”
I have been professional. I have been logical. Now I get to
gush a little! One of the reasons I loved this book so much is that it fulfilled
a desire I often have after reading a good story that is told in a first person
perspective. It’s the desire to understand the other person’s view. When I read
the Hunger Games trilogy, I thought, “wouldn’t it be awesome if she wrote
another series that related the same events, but told by Peeta?” I always
wondered what Peeta really thought and felt; we get an idea, but we don’t’
really know. When the ebooks about Four started to come out, well, I was ecstatic! At last, we get to hear the other side of the story!
Another reason that I loved the book is just because, it’s Four, man! My old co-worker, Julie, an
English teacher, coined a phrase for me that has stuck in my vocabulary ever
since. She referred to the male leads in books as her “book boyfriends.” They aren’t real,
after all, so they are harmless to crush on, and they are so attractive and
appealing. Who didn’t want to be Katniss to “book boyfriend” Peeta? Who didn’t
want to be Clary to “book boyfriend” Jace? Who doesn’t want to be Tris to “book
boyfriend” Four? I never read the Twilight books, but I’m sure the Bella-Edward
thing is the same. It’s the classic appeal of the romantic hero, and Four has
that charisma in spades. I can analyze books and enjoy the story and the
characters, but what really hooks me in is always the romance. My husband doesn't get it. We are watching the old "Burn Notice" seasons on DVD right now, and while I love the action and plot twists, really, it's all about the love story between Michael and Fiona. I am such a girl, that way, but I have a feeling I am not alone in this.
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