For a number of
years one of my favorite comic strips has been 9 Chickweed Lane,
drawn by Brooke McEldowney. It's the story of a woman named Juliette Burber, a biochemistry
professor and dairy farmer, her mother Edna, her daughter Edda, a ballet
dancer, and their various friends and relations. McEldowney doesn't write down
to his audience --- he assumes some knowledge of music, he casually dropped a
riff on Rupert Brooke into a strip a while back, he doesn't bother
to translate German word bubbles. He's also willing to take the time to
actually tell long stories: In 2009, over the course of several
months, Edda's boyfriend Amos (a cellist at Julliard) was travelling to a
competition in Europe and Edda came along as his accompanying pianist. Complications
ensued, but Amos won on merit. Chickweed Lane is part of my daily
reading, and I wouldn't miss it.
The quality of storytelling reached what I thought was an apogee at the end of September 2010 when we finished eleven months of learning what Edna did in
the war --- she was a spy for the USO, which is how she met her husband and
Juliette's father. It was a wonderful story, with amazing subtlety and detail,
and every morning for 271 weekdays and Saturdays (and frustration on Sundays) I
woke up wanting to know what happened and was annoyed that I'd have to wait 24
hours to find out more. That story was collected by McEldowney in a stand-alone volume Edie Ernst, USO Singer -- Allied Spy.
What causes this reverie, though, is that we are now about a year into the parallel story of Edna's first husband, Bill, lost behind enemy lines between D-Day and the liberation of France. He's been shot, hit on the head, shacked up with a French resistance operative, outrun retreating Germans, and is suffering from amnesia. I have no idea how this is going to end, but it should be interesting, particularly given what we know about Edna's journey back in England and (after the war) in the States.
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