Code name Verity is a intricate lie woven by the fabric of the truest of friendships. Elizabeth Wein illustrates in a very engaging manner the war effort in France during World War 2 and the Resistance movement takes flight in the most unlikeliest of manners.
This is a personal tale. It is not a tale of grand heroics or honourable officers. It is a book with a dreary grey cover in which words of hopeful abundance of love have been scratched out by a parched mind. It is a fulfilling epiphany to say the least. The darkest of human connections, and the brightest of human emotions are invariably simultaneous throughout the narration; indeed a rare sight. The book will not keep you up at night, it’ll ride with you to the break of dawn. The coral hue of bittersweet day will break your heart, but the boon is a sigh of relief. It is very difficult to put into words the profound reasoning and the flash of connection that this book demonstrates, for it is as if the sky were upside down. Like you were in a faulty plane creaking and whirring, about to crash.
There is hardly anything to fault in the book, except perhaps it’s lack of solid length. Being divided in two parts, the book is a very interesting read but the second part feels worn out, tattered as if due to all that the characters have gone through. The answer comes in the form of another book, ‘Rose under fire’ which proceeds with a main character of this book present in it’s pages. Perhaps for less voracious readers, or those who aren’t particularly fond of machines and wars, the references to planes would be distracting, going so far as to make them turn to a simpler story. Despite the plane references, or sometimes because of them, this novel is sublime salt on the sea bed. Raw, pure, dense and sure to leave you with a salty taste. It will hit you in an unpredictable way, the quotes will stick in your mind for long, the sentiment will take root in your heart.
Ink and paper. The value of writing. The worth of simple joys and the harsh deprivation of things we take for granted are the most fascinating features of the novel. When you read ‘things that you need’, you would not think of writing first. This book will prove that it is not simply an art, it is a means to live. It is a reason to hope, a cherished gift to behold. And in the end, this book a memoir, will continue to live on in your memory.