About a month ago, my book club decided we would read A Wrinkle in Time by Madeleine L’Engle. We knew this book was a big deal in the world of YA literature, and it has won the Newbery Medal. At the time, the movie had not came out yet, and we were all interested in seeing it. Unfortunately, I have not enjoyed it nearly as much as other novels I have read this semester.
The story follows Meg, Charles Wallace, and Calvin as they journey to find Charles and Meg’s father. At the beginning of the novel, they are visited by Mrs. Whatsit and then later meet Mrs. Who and Mrs. Which. They lead them beyond Earth and even beyond the Milky Way. They also observe The Black Thing overtaking Earth. The Black Thing is evil, but other than that, I don’t really know much about it. Right now, I’m a little over halfway through the novel, and the three have just arrived on another planet where they observe children playing in rhythm. The people do everything the same and avoid any variety. They are still looking for the two’s father, but their three guardians have left them.
We talked about this novel last night in book club, and many people are not enjoying it as much as our other reads. Personally, I found the characters a little unbelievable, and I had a hard time visualizing some of the situations they were in. One group member brought up that the book was written for younger children, and the novels we have been reading are aimed more towards high school students. I was looking at some of the movie’s reviews, and one suggested to “see it with a child’s wonder. Otherwise, probably don’t bother seeing it at all.” The books I read don’t normally require too much imagination, and I wonder what I would have thought of this book had I read it when I was in early middle school. Would I have quickly devoured the novel and loved mentally creating the scenes L’Engle describes? Maybe my lack of enjoyment for the novel has more to do with my age and lack of imagination than it does with the novel itself.