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no plot spoilers
One
of the things I love to do on holiday is get lost in a novel. This holiday, I
have read All The Devils Are Here, the sixteenth in Louise Penny’s
series of Chief Inspector Gamache Mysteries. These are among my favourite
stories. Here’s why.
[1]
The way in which Penny evokes place:
Penny
understands the joy of discovering certain almost magical places for the first
time; and the even greater joy of introducing someone else to that place, and
their loving it, too. This, of course, comes with the great risk that they won’t
see it for how you saw it: I well remember introducing a friend to the first
Gamache mystery, and them hating it, a feeling as intense as my own but the
exact opposite. To be honest, it caused me to question their judgement, even
their character—in turn inviting me, in a very Penny-like way, to question my
own second-guessing and conclusion-jumping in relation to my friend.
Penny
also understands how place both changes and stays the same through time
(including seasons), and that a dear space can be violated by the actions of
others, but can even then be redeemed, scars remaining but adding to its depth
of character, the richness of its story-holding.
[2]
The insight Penny has into human nature:
Penny
understands that everyone is capable of good and evil—and that we must be
invited, again and again, to give greater weight to good, to choose good over
evil. Even those we love are flawed; have tendencies, and make choices, that
make them hard to love, at times. And yet, we are invited to love them, despite
their flaws, and even, on account of the flaws we perceive (our own perception
being not without flaws of its own). We are invited to choose forgiveness,
again and again; and to recognise that it is never too late for the one who is
consistently loved and forgiven to change. We are invited, also, to always take
responsibility for the consequences of our actions.
Penny
believes this—that a person can change, can make amends—because her own life
had lost its structural integrity, and spectacularly imploded, by her
mid-thirties, only to be redeemed, entirely unexpectedly, by love. This truth
is explored not only through the story-arc of various recurring characters, but
also by the motif, in several though not all of the stories, of structural engineering.
[3]
The way Penny never loses sight of our blind spots:
Penny
understands that we are all unreliable witnesses, in as much as we do not only
observe things but supply an interpretation to what we see. This is inevitable,
but problematic, for the reader as well as the characters. One of the things
Gamache does (though it is hardly the focus of novels) is teach a class at the
police academy, where his first act each year is to write Don’t Believe
Everything You Think on the board. Our mind is a great weapon in the fight
against evil, but it is a weapon with which we can shoot ourselves in the foot.
To
mitigate, Penny arms Gamache with four other powerful statements, which he
imperfectly but habitually lives by, and passes on to others:
I
don’t know.
I
need help.
I
was wrong.
I
am sorry.
They
are insightful statements, from an insightful author, whose body of work helps
me to be a better human. For, as author Neil Gaiman put it, fiction is a lie
that teaches us deep truths.
Like
Sayers, and in contrast to Conan Doyle or Christie, Penny loves her very human
detective creation, flaws and all. She is not alone.
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