The Signature of All Things

I took a Flowering Plants class when I was in college. It was one of those science courses you sign up for because it looks easier than Analytical Chemistry and slightly less boring than The History and Philosophy of Science. I was asked to splice open plants and look at them under the microscope and I learned how to correctly dry, press, and preserve them. I was also required to collect and correctly identify fifty different flowers. My friends and I spent a lot of time that quarter pulling up random weed-like flowers from the side of the road and going on long hikes in the quest for ever more impressive specimens. I learned Latin names and can still remember some: Rosaceae, Ranunculaceae, Juglandaceae. I found a sort of ridiculous thrill in being able to use the Latin name for a flower or tree. Why call a Buttercup a Buttercup when it is so much more impressive and informative to call it Ranunculaceae? And the mystery of why I didn’t have more friends in college continues to deepen…

My experience in that class was a bit like my experience reading The Signature of All Things: tedious and sometimes boring, yet intellectually stimulating with its own brand of fun.

This novel tells the story of Alma Whittaker. Alma is born in 1800 and is the daughter of a botanical explorer turned botanical magnate, and a staunch Dutch mother with sharp intellectual abilities who teaches her daughter how to be rational, scientific, and a most tireless problem solver. Alma gains an adoptive sister who perplexes her and she falls in love with a man who simultaneously confounds and devastates her. The setting moves from England, various ships, America, Tahiti, and the Netherlands.

Science in the 1800's is fascinating: gas lamps and telescopes, balloonists and fearless botanical explorers - it was a regular carnival of discovery. Ever since reading The Age of Wonder, Richard Holmes’ magnificent treatise on science in the 18th and 19th centuries, I have had a special affinity for this time period and the beautiful sense of intellectual trailblazing that so many intrepid scientists and explorers experienced as they delved into science like never before. This is why, despite my incredible dislike for Gilbert’s Eat, Pray, Love (I believe I compared that reading experience to rolling around in sheets of fiberglass insulation), I astonished myself by purchasing this book and saying something along the lines of, “this actually looks good.” And it was good. Sort of.

One of the most satisfying things about this novel is that Gilbert centered it on a woman who defies all the stereotypes of a heroine. She is not beautiful. Men do not desire her. She does not live the conventional life of a wife and mother, nor does she gain fulfillment in the traditional sense. Yet she is successful, satisfied (more or less), and happy. Her sensual desires keep her from becoming stodgy, but there is very little romance in her character. Alma isn’t always likeable, but she is believable and well developed.

While I enjoyed reading this book, I imagine that many people will find it tiresome. Alma studies moss, which then becomes allegorical for her own life. Moss is resilient, moss is strong, moss is adaptable, moss isn’t sexy and it isn’t impressive or very interesting to most people, but it can be beautiful in its own way. Alma is moss and not everyone will have the patience for moss.

The Storm Sister

I was so excited to read this book that I actually ordered it from Amazon UK so I could read it months before the US release date in March. Perhaps the only logical conclusion to such feelings of excitement and anticipation is disappointment.

The Storm Sister is the second book in Lucinda Riley’s ambitious venture to write a seven book series that chronicles the adopted daughters of “Pa Salt.” After his death, each sister is given clues to go in search of her past. There is also a larger mystery as to what actually happened to Pa Salt, why he decided to adopt each of the sisters, and who he really was. Also, all clues point to the fact that Pa Salt isn't really dead...

I found Ally’s story interesting, but ultimately unfulfilling. The “mystery” of her birth was almost blatantly obvious to me. What Riley failed to do was to give any real clues as to why Ally was given up for adoption and why Pa Salt chose her. Also, large portions of this novel were very similar to Riley’s The Italian Girl, which I have found to be her least intriguing novel.

I honestly wonder if Riley hasn’t bitten off more than she can chew with this series. The first book was excellent, but by committing to publish a new book every year (I’m assuming that’s the plan), she may not be giving herself enough time to fully develop her stories and give them the polish that such books as The Lavender Garden and The Orchid House had.

Final verdict: the first book in this series was excellent, the second one is just OK. It is entertaining and I would still recommend it, but don’t expect too much from it.