Paris in the Present Tense
One of the best things about being in a book group is that it forces you to read books you might otherwise miss. Paris in the Present Tense is just such a book. I adored it. Not everyone in my book group did, which led to a terrific discussion.
There is music. There is love – and loss. There is the horror of the Holocaust. There is violence and family angst and corporate malfeasance. There is a police investigation that is, frankly, a hoot. Through it all, there is one man whose life has been shaped by sorrow and the eternal quest to survive it. And there is Paris.
As I have for so many of my recent books, I listened to this one. Just loved the accents, loved the flavor the narrator added. I’ve never read anything by Mark Helprin before, and I regret that. His prose is exquisite. As a writer, I learned much reading this book.