“The Paris Apartment” by Kelly Bowen is the second book recommended on the Historical Fiction Book Lovers Facebook site to take me back to France in World War II. “The Nightingale” by Kristin Hannah was the first. They both impressed me with the sacrifices made by women behind the lines. They are well-trained operatives such as Sophie in “Paris,” or small-town young women such as Vianne and her sister Isabelle in “Nightingale,” women who lose husbands to the war or best friends to Nazi death-camp roundups. They all did the right thing when they resisted the Nazi onslaught. Some paid with their lives. Others emerged from the experience forever altered.
I’m a bit of a newcomer to the category of historical
fiction and I’m particularly impressed by women’s stories. My childhood reading
about the war were books by men about men. I read first-hand accounts such as
“Guadalcanal Diary” by Richard Tregaskis and “Brave Men,” Ernie Pyle’s accounts
of men in combat in Europe. I read war novels and watched war TV (“Combat”). I watched
war-era black-and-white war movies, many of them featuring John Wayne. Most
were hokey, not that I cared about that when I was 12. A great one is “They
Were Expendable” about PT Boats fighting the good fight against the Japanese
invasion of the Philippines. My father told war stories which were mostly
unwarlike. He carried a rifle for four years but more importantly, he was in
charge of the radio, his unit’s link with the rest of the army.
Meanwhile, brave women fought the good fight. It was
“The Good War,” as Studs Terkel labeled it, because the enemies were so evil
and we were so good. The Nazis were cruel fascists and the Japanese cruel
militarists (also, they were a different shade of people). Even Donald Duck
hated these guys.
But it’s not the global issues that motivated these
fictional women. Sophie was not waving the flag for democracy. She was getting
even for Ptior, her new husband killed at her side when the Nazis terror-bombed
a Polish village in 1939. Estelle Allard’s best friend, a Jew, was rounded up
by French collaborators and shipped to Auschwitz. They join the fight for
personal reasons but find themselves enlisting in a righteous cause. It’s
always personal. This time, the women tell the story. One compelling aspect of
this book is the two time periods that move the story forward. One if the war
itself, with Sophie and Estelle, the other is told from the POV of Estelle’s
granddaughter who inherits the abandoned apartment. She thinks she is getting a
luxury apartment in the City of Light. What she’s really getting is a history lesson.
Lots of art history, too, as one of the main story lines of the book has to do
with the massive art thievery by the Nazis.
The books mentioned above aren’t the only ones. The group site takes the big view of historical fiction. For more targeted lists, go to this group site: “BOOKS - π½πΌπππΏ ππ ππππ πππππππ: About Women, By Women Authors.” You’ll sometimes find yourself in the midst of discussions about what is true historical fiction and what is not. It is great to argue about books instead of politics, although that sometimes enters the fray. Have at it. You’ll discover some great books in the process.
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