Book Review: The Hour I First Believed by Wally Lamb

2008 at 2pm     Posted by Rebecca Joines Schinsky

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Recently published November 11, 2008

The Hour I First Believed is the long-awaited third novel by Wally Lamb, author of bestsellers (and Oprah favorites) She’s Come Undone and I Know This Much is True. At just under 750 pages, it is a long, intense, and sadly, not altogether satisfying read.

Caelum Quirk is a middle-aged English teacher at Columbine High School in Littleton, Colorado in the spring of 1999. His wife Maureen (his third wife) is a part-time nurse at the same school. On April 20th, Caelum is out of town dealing with the death of a relative, but Maureen is in the school library when Eric Harris and Dylan Klebold storm in with bombs and sawed-off shotguns, and she hides in a cabinet for several hours, listening as Harris and Klebold taunt and kill students and revel in the horror and destruction they have wrought before they kill themselves in what they believe is a moment of glory and vengeance.

The Hour I First Believed is about the Quirks’ struggle to recover from being “collateral damage” of this horrifyingly tragic event. It is about what it means to be a victim and to live with anger and fear and post-traumatic stress.  It is about the ways in which violence mars and changes us. Maureen emerges from the library cabinet physically whole, but it is as if she’s died. Her struggle to heal is long and painful, and Caelum is never quite able to help her the way she needs him to and he wants to.

Lamb’s writing about the Columbine shooting and its aftermath is gripping, chilling, and intense. He uses the killers’ and victims’ real names and incorporates entries from their diaries, transcripts of their videos and webpages, and material from the nationwide news coverage to successfully imagine the fictional Quirks into the real-life events. This section of the book reads like a memoir by a person who really was there, and Lamb’s ability to capture the emotional journey Caelum takes as he attempts to make sense of the incident and to help Maureen heal is powerful and touching.

Maureen’s ongoing battle with post-traumatic stress disorder and her eventual addiction to prescription drugs shape the rest of the action in the story, and I can’t say much more without giving away major plot points.

In addition to the Columbine-related storyline, Lamb gives us pieces of Caelum’s family history, which he begins discovering in greater depth when he and Maureen move back to his aunt’s house in Connecticut several months after the shooting. This history appears as journal entries, letters, and later, as an academic article written by a graduate student who becomes interested in the family’s story. As Caelum delves into his family’s history, he makes several shocking discoveries that result in soap opera-esque revelations about his family and the secrets they have kept from one generation to the next.

I found these revelations and the diary entries, letters, and research leading up to them to be distracting and unnecessary. They do inform us about Caelum’s background and help us to understand him in greater depth, but the book would not be lacking without them.

As the story progresses, a troubled young girl named Velvet Hoon, who was with Maureen in the library on the day of the shootings, returns to the story and forms relationships with several other people in Caelum’s life, and as these supporting characters become more important, they form interesting but predictable relationships with one another. All of this leads to an ending in which Caelum, a life-long skeptic and semi-alcoholic, begins to change his ways and his way of thinking. The tragedy of death eventually gives rise to hope and the potential for new life, and Caelum reflects on the hour he first believed.

I really wanted to love this book. I was impressed with Lamb’s ability to get inside the experiences of the Columbine victims and their friends and families, and his writing in the early parts of the book nearly moved to tears several times. But as the story became more focused on Caelum’s family and history, the plot became less compelling and the revelations were predictable and overly dramatic. I actually sighed out loud several times and had to put the book down as I became disappointed with where Lamb was going with it.

What started out as an original read and a well-hewn exploration of what it means to be a victim and to try to put one’s life back together in the wake of tragedy turned into something soap-opera esque. As I read through the various formats Lamb includes in the text—straight narrative, letters, diary entries, emails, etc.—I got the impression that he wanted to show his readers all of the techniques he has at his disposal, perhaps to justify the fact that it took him nine years to write this book. I walked away thinking that just because an author has the ability to incorporate different formats and use various techniques does not mean he should use them all in the same book. I wondered where Lamb’s editor was in all of this, but then I remembered that we’re talking about Wally Lamb here, and people will buy this book on his name alone.

The Hour I First Believed isn’t all I was hoping it would be, but it was, for the most part, enjoyable and thought-provoking. I do think it could be significantly shorter and that Lamb would have done well to cut out a great deal of the extraneous material and subplots. Caelum Quirk is an interesting character without all of the family secrets and melodrama, and his relationship with Maureen and the growth process they experience in the wake of Columbine and Maureen’s subsequent PTSD and addiction would be enough material for a good novel by themselves.

I wouldn’t entirely discourage readers from picking up The Hour I First Believed, but I don’t think I’ll be recommending it like crazy, either. 3.25 out of 5.

Click here to read a review from The Washington Post that begins “A great story is buried in Wally Lamb’s avalanche of a novel…but only the most determined readers will manage to dig it out.” I couldn’t agree more.

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