Latest in "Outlander Series" A Major Disappointment
Note: I will try to avoid spoilers whenever possible, but there is no avoiding them altogether.
I have been a fan of the "Outlander Series" by Diana Gabaldon since it was first published in the United States in 1991. In my opinion, the first three books, and perhaps even the fourth book, are among the greatest achievements of the romance and time travel genres. I raved about the first book to my friends and family and convinced my now ex-husband and my son to read the series. I defended the author whenever I saw articles critical of her handling of the details of life in highland Scotland in the 18th century. And like most of the fanbase, I moaned as the length of time between books became longer and longer. No more! While the fifth book, "The Fiery Cross," was not up to the standard of the first four, I thought surely Ms Gabaldon would redeem herself with the long awaited (four years!) sixth book of the series, "A Breath of Snow and Ashes." Alas, this is not the case.
"A Breath of Snow and Ashes" contains many of the problems noted by readers of "The Fiery Cross": both books are very long, episodic in nature, with little of major importance happening in terms of moving the plot forward. Both books, unlike the first four, are basically a series of tales or episodes. Unfortunately, many (most?) of the episodes seem to have little relationship to the whole: not to the book nor to the series. In the opinion of many, we should be further along into the Revoluntionary War by the end of this book, considering that it was only nine years away at the beginning of the fourth book, "The Drums of Autumn." We are, however, meandering along, taking every detour and Indian path off the main road, in trying to get to some resolution as to the fate of Jamie and Claire.
While I do like historical romances with more grit in them, some of the episodes in "ABofS&A" just degenerate into the macabre. I won't go into details, as that is entering spoiler territory, but the faint of heart need a warning. If you had problems with the gruesome death of a slave in "The Drums of Autumn," you will have problems with the many, many ghastly deaths in "ABofS&A." Ms Gabaldon seems to particularly relish relating in detail the deaths of children, one of which is particularly wrenching.
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What seems to be the most controversial episode of the novel centers on the reaction by Jamie to the rape of Claire by a group of ruffians. Some of what I am about to write was related on the blog "Sum of Me;" I happen to totally agree with the author's assessment of the rape sequence and Jamie's reaction. The entire rape sequence was by turns absurd, lurid, and totally unnecessary to the story. But what is even more absurd, lurid, and totally unnecessary was Jamie's reaction: his major concern seemed to be whether one of the men had impregnated Claire! We all know that the paternity of Bree's son has been in doubt for the last two books (and caused considerable angst for Roger), so this may be the author's justification for Jamie's obsessing over the possibility of a woman in her mid-50's becoming pregnant. The only way that Jamie can think of to handle the rape of said wife, whom he says that he loves more than life itself, is to take her home and immediately pressure her into having sex, on the pretext that it will be good for her (Marvin Gaye's "Sexual Healing" swells in the background). Jamie's train of thought is obvious to the reader: if she is pregnant, neither of us will ever know if another man is the father. Jamie seems far less concerned that his wife was beaten to a pulp and hardly recognizable when she was rescued, and her emotional/psychological state is also of minimal concern, although Gabaldon does pay brief lip service to that issue.
Are there any good points to write about "A Breath of Snow and Ashes"? My answer is a qualified yes. As usual, Gabaldon has shown that her strong suit is creating memorable characters, although there were some characters in this book that I could have done without, such as the girl who boinked idiot twin brothers and had no idea who fathered her child, so she wanted to marry both of them. This girl, raised by an extremely religious and seemingly educated father, couldn't seem to grasp the fact that neither her non-conformist church, or the official church of England, or any civil authority would recognize such a marriage. And the increasingly strange Aunt Jocasta is back: when auntie was first introduced in book number four, I thought she was in her late 70s, but she seems to get younger in every book. Now she seems to be only a few years older than Claire!
For those who care at this point, there is some resolution to the story of Roger and Bree, although I am not sure if the resolution is permanent. The child of Roger and Bree is mildly obnoxious -- he suffers from the same "cute child syndrome" that seems to be an affliction common to children in historical romances -- as his statements, questions, and behavior would be more appropriate to a child several years his senior. At one point Roger and Bree want to tell this tot of four about the time travel aspects of their lives -- remarkably, common sense kicks in and they decide that need to wait a little longer, until they can make him understand that he cannot blabb the secret to one and all.
Although some may disagree, much of the writing is still familiar -- in many places Gabaldon demonstrates an almost "literary" style of expression that is rare in most romance novels. I do frequently feel as though I am walking in an 18th century forest primeval as her descriptions of place are very spot on.
Will I read the rest of the series? The answer is yes. I have invested much time in these books since 1991 and, as stated previously, the first four are among the best of the romance genre, and the first two, IMO, can hold their own among the best of popular mainstream literature. Perhaps since I am in the same age group as Claire Frasier I don't find it tiresome, as "Sum of Me" remarked, to read about the sex lives of almost 60 year olds! And Jamie doesn't even have Viagra, although if necessary I am sure Claire could spend endless pages trying to whip some up in her lab if she ever got wind of such a thing...But if I could talk to Ms Gabaldon directly, I would encourage her to realize that sometimes less is more, and go back to the days when the first "Outlander" so enthralled the romance reading public before book number seven becomes the size of a small encyclopedia.


