A woman is reborn again and again, from 15th-century West Africa to modern Europe.
Ada is a mother grieving the loss of her infant son in the year 1459 in West Africa, attended to by older women who have become family since she was ripped away from her birth family by Portuguese colonizers as a girl. Ada also lives in 1848 in London, the daughter of a famous poet and destined to become a brilliant mathematician, creating an “Analytical Engine” and thus cementing her legacy as a pioneer in computing. (Sound familiar?) But not only that: Ada is also captive in a concentration-camp brothel in 1945, entertaining “stripes” 15 minutes at a time. She is also a pregnant woman in Brexit-era Europe, having grown up in Ghana and now about to start university in Berlin. To say this is a novel in which a single soul inhabits different bodies through time (the narrator calls these lives “orbits”) is to mightily reduce the book's complexity and inventiveness. For example, the shape-shifting narrator sometimes takes the form of objects, including a broom, a door knocker, a room, and a British passport. Even within this already nontraditional structure, Ada’s narrative is told in a fragmented, nonlinear fashion. Several times throughout the novel, characters glimpse their reflections in surfaces overlaid with what is outside: a corpse, bare branches. This is an apt metaphor for the novel itself as layers of history accumulate, a palimpsest of upheavals that are always both personal and part of larger political forces that show the power-seeking (“the luckiest”) attempting to crush the powerless. This is a novel that demands a great deal emotionally and intellectually of the reader, but its boldness and ambition leave an indelible imprint.
A rule-shattering novel about the presentness of the past.