Chime was a bit of a difficult read for me. At first, I was thrown off by the writing of the author and the time period and setting. The language was different, the style of writing was different, the thoughts of the protagonist were different–everything at first was a little skewed, making me a little disoriented. But gradually I adjusted, and I found that I could really enjoy this story of both magic and love–and hard decisions.
The story is told through the perspective of Briony Larkin, our protagonist. Hearing her thoughts was interesting–in addition to the feel of another time period and setting, the constant self-hating Briony inflicted on herself was unique. I’ve never really read a book with such a quirky yet masochistic character.
Another character of interest is Eldric. Oh, Eldric, Eldric, Eldric. I loved his bantering with Briony, teasing her, understanding her to an extent no one else had … I loved his connection with Briony, who thought herself not worthy of love. I loved it. He was the perfect remedy for Briony.
Overall, Chime was an interesting read. It didn’t have the usual paranormal romance: no vampires, no werewolves. There was still that passion between Briony and Eldric that all paranormal romances have, but Chime was definitely a unique novel–one that anyone who’s looking for something different might like.
Source: copy borrowed from library
The Briony in Atonement, for one thing, is a self-deluded beast. It's hard to pity her, because she wants your pity. The novel is also historical to a T. There is nothing out of the ordinary in Atonement, save for McEwan's excessive infatuation with deceiving his readers. The Briony of Chime lives in a world that is anything but ordinary. Her house, a parsonage on the edge of a swamp, has been burnt by fire and engulfed by flood. And that's just the beginning of the things that Briony has done, because she's a witch and always has been, a witch who ought to be hanged for the damage she's wrought in her anger. It's the secret she keeps buried inside of her, the secret only her stepmother knew about. But her stepmother was murdered, and now there's no one but her strange sister Rose, her distant father, and a village ready to hang her the moment she cries Witch. Then Eldric comes and opens a window into her dark, troubled heart. He's everything she's not, and for a moment she begins to forget to hate herself so very utterly much.
Considering all the self loathing Briony engages in, you'd think this book would be a dreary, miserable sop to read. But it's not. It's absolute poetry from beginning to end - unflagging, unflinching, unapologetic poetry. The book is a reminder of the light and dark in the world of fairy. It's both a tribute to some very old tales, and something completely new all at the same time. Every character undergoes a delicate, believable transformation. The ending feels every inch justified, and the reader is deliciously, restfully satisfied.