“We never know what is going to happen, do we? Life is always throwing us this way and that. That’s where the adventure is. Not knowing where you’ll end up or how you’ll fare. It’s all a mystery, and when we say any different, we’re just lying to ourselves. Tell me, when have you felt most alive?”
― Eowyn Ivey, The Snow Child
Sometimes I feel like fairytales were created to allow us to dream the impossible, create characterizations that’s are unimaginably magical and lovabale. Sometimes, these stories rekindle the child in us, bring to mind sweet and beautiful memories enough to tickle our five senses. Sometimes they evoke other emotions we wish not to feel, but willing to briefly revisit
The Snow Child did not start with once upon a time, but the amount of magical realism was strong that it might as well have opened its door that way. Let me tell why I feel this way.
The strory introduced us to 1920s wintery Alaskan landscape and painted within this artic ground, we meet a childless couple, Jack and Mabel. Imagine a life of fathomless inner sorrow, where one was trying to survive the demands of the physical mural equipped only with semi hautful need to be saved. And then a wife, screaming from pain etched within the visceral of her heart.
A heavy snowstorm halted this shared misery and together they embraced a a playful distant past. Out of this spirited moment, they crafted a snow child. The following day, they realized the snow child was gone and then we finally meet a little girl, Faina.
To say that I am in love with this story is an understatement. Its lyrical prose touched my heart in a way that I feel like the story danced right my very eyes. The characters were perfectly planted into the story and their growth throughout progressed well as the story moved forward, so one is left without questions.
As the quote says, “tell me when have you felt most alive?” The story will make you question yourself that. The ending maybe not what most would wish for, but one needs to take into consideration the story of the young Faina, the young Faina we met in the beginning, the wild and tame one, the free, spirited one who felt most alive in the cold, Alaskan topography.
The Snow Child by Eowyn Ivey (386 pages)
Published by Regan Aurthur Books in 2012
Featured print by: Lucy in the Sky Creations