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3.0 out of 5 stars
"Remember, we all need a map to follow in life", Aug 5 2007
A tale of family history and legend, Salt takes place on the Norfolk salt marches, a low sweeping bank of sand, gravel, mud and dunes, which stretches along the Coast of East Anglia all the way to the North Sea. The novel begins at the height of the 2nd World War and while the German bombers growl through the sky, "their bellies full with steel and cordite," a young, reclusive girl called Goose half carries half drags a man from the shore, across the salt march and to her cottage. It is here in her room that she throws down the mud-man in near disgust. Crumpled and guilty, he shivers and coughs while she unhooks a tin bath. "You stink like cod," she says" when he reveals that his name is Hands, a German airman with the palest blue eyes she's ever seen along with thick blond hair and thin-skinned features. Hands stays for a while, helping fix Goose's ramshackle cottage, he even fancies himself as a bit of a gambler and wins a few card tricks a few card tricks at the local pub. Even as he gets Goose pregnant, Hands is steadily planning his escape, intent to bail on the impending birth of his daughter. Using Goose's favorite quilt and a map from the local pub to navigate, Hands caulks and pitches a clinker boat called the Pip and sails his rickety craft into the choppy water of the North Sea and a newly backing wind, which takes him away for good. The man's last known whereabouts was bailing the Pip in the middle of a storm. Having been abandoned by Hands, Lil' Mardler, Goose's daughter, grows older and at sixteen inhabits a landscape that is so big and flat it seems the edges slope up into the sky. She also becomes in tune to Goose and the way her mother can read the clouds, the flat caps and tidal clouds, and the scale clouds that fall out of a "mackerel sky." Lil remains her mother's silent partner, spell-bound by her side as Goose works fast, listening to all the clouds, as she hearing all these stories filling her head." But when she meets George and Kipper Langore after so many solitary years as a marsh girl, she is decides to desert her mother, heading off for a new life with Shrimp George driving a car he's borrowed, her crabbing line her only possession. Buoyed along by a type of youthful enthusiasm, George promises Lil that he'll dig up his great-uncle's farming past, comforted by own reputation for understanding bloodstock of all kinds from his position of gamekeeper-cum-stockman created on a local estate. This world, however, is a place where Lil feels totally excluded, she received no visitors and no phone calls, the birth of her young son Pip does little to assuage her loneliness and the severe depression that steadily seems to enclose her world. Narrated by Pip, Salt is a loving and affectionate homage to the landscape of Norfolk where a complicated fabric of stories, lies and mythologies is effectively passed down from each generation. Author Jeremy Paige does a beautiful job of presenting the ceaseless choreography of tides, creeks, birds and salt and the story is generally refreshingly vigorous. The problem is that there isn't much of a plot, so consequently, the novel often comes across as a bit sluggish and even boring, especially towards the end. Still, Paige manages to imbue his story with a special kind of descriptive magic as he traces Pip's journey from a boy, where he cannot speak, to his bourgeoning adolescent sexuality, and his eventual attraction to Elsie, a young local girl who catches his eye, and also his heart. This is undoubtedly Pip's story as he orbits his mother and father, where time is pulled elastically all around him, layering his new world with overlapping visions, "the silent avenues over the dark countryside of Norfolk taking me this way and that, linking scenes and stories into which I drifted. There's no doubt Salt is a fascinating insight into the lives and loves of the marsh people of Norfolk, but the problems of structure and also the lack of a definitive plot, ultimately make the novel a bit of a slog to get through. Mike Leonard August 07.
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4.0 out of 5 stars
moving, sprawling, Aug 19 2007
By deus ex machina "----" - Published on Amazon.com
This review is from: Salt (Hardcover)
This is a fantastic first novel, the sort of highly-literary treatise on family that would be remarkable coming late in an author's career-but, as it is, it's a wonder and a treat to consume.
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As I Closed The Back Cover, I Closed My Eyes And Said A Silent Thanks For A Tale Well Told, April 9 2009
By Hannah Bochart "The Vermillion Monkey" - Published on Amazon.com
This review is from: Salt (Paperback)
Once, long ago, there was a time when books could rise through the ranks of their peers to stand as timeless classics that needed only their title and author as an introduction. GRAPES OF WRATH, CATCHER IN THE RYE, THE SOUND AND THE FURY, MOBY DICK, LITTLE WOMEN, A TALE OF TWO CITIES, all of these monoliths will ever need is their reputation to proceed them. Those days are gone, my friends. In bookstores of today the shelves are lined with so-called classics that only need a stamp of approval from Oprah's Book Club (which usually requires a certain amount of sap oozing from the material) to gain attention. Fleeting attention, I should say, since the self-life of fame is short in the written world these days. And in the flood of ready-made popularity, true, timeless gems are swept away into the shoals of obscurity. Such is the case with SALT. When I found a copy of it sitting on the shelf of a local bookstore, I was intrigued by the unlikely cover, and so, ignoring the ancient warning, judged it to be a worth while expenditure. And this time, I was right to have done so. The tale begins not with an introduction to the narrator, as one would expect, but on the windswept flats of Norfolk, England. The year is 1945, the "Good War" was almost over, and being incapacitated on the shores of enemy soil is one place a young German soldier would not wish to find himself. But there he is, sunk neck-deep in a salt marsh, at the mercy of a strange young woman who happens to be passing by. Without a second thought given to wartime etiquette, Goose, as we learn the girl is called, fishes "Hands," as she mistakenly calls him, from the grip of the marsh, takes him home, cleans him up, and cooks him a meal. And so Hands stays, at least until Goose, nine months later, goes into labor with the child they conceived. At this point, Hands vanishes out to sea on a makeshift boat, leaving Goose to deliver the child alone. We are then privy to the tale of Goose and Hands daughter, Lil' whose strange upbringing causes her to be something of an enticing mystery to a pair of brothers with the unlikely monikers of "Shrimp" and "Kipper." This attention eventually sees her off the marsh in disgrace at age 16, with the younger of the brothers at her side. She and her young, almost-husband, move inland to start a different life together. At last, ninety-two pages in, we meet our strange narrator: Pip. A child born without a cry, much to his parent's dismay, and who, from his first moments out of the womb on, never utters a word. Pip communicates with the outside world by means of a notebook that always hangs about his neck, but we lucky ones are allowed a look inside Pip's head, which is a strange place indeed. He tells his tale in an almost non-linear fashion, alluding to future events as though they have already happened and describing his dreams and fantasies as though they were really happening, only to snap back to reality several pages later. Through his few lucid moments we begin to understand that the pain and suffering that spans generations has compounded to produce young Pip, a walking manifestation of his mother's and grandmother's shadows who is, at the same time, very much his own soul. So, it is through the eyes of a boy who may or may not be mad that we see this tale unfold against the haunting backdrop of the Norfolk salt marshes, a landscape that begins to become a character in and of itself, both sinister and breathtakingly lovely. SALT is a difficult read, but one that calls upon the reader to rise the challenge, and dive head first into Mr. Page's lace-like prose. Whether or not the world may herald this tome as a classic or not, my copy sits firmly beside Hemingway and Steinbeck, never to budge. Bravo.
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wonderful service from seller, Sep 17 2010
By S. Dickson "Bay Island Co." - Published on Amazon.com
This review is from: Salt (Paperback)
Rapid shipping, reasonable price. Thought I was ordering a different book (that was my fault), but enjoyed this one. Would have missed it otherwise.
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