I’m 50 pages into Julie Orringer’s new novel The Invisible Bridge and I’m already totally drawn in. I’m glad I waited until June to pull it off the shelf and get started — it’s that kind of book, the one you want to jump-start your summer reading list. So far it’s the story of a young man from Budapest who’s found a way to study architecture in Paris. He’s just arrived in the City of Light and does not speak French. He’s Jewish. The year is 1937. Trouble is coming.
I should add that the prose is flowing and natural and descriptive, which is exactly what I expected, having read Orringer’s collection of short stories a few years ago. I can’t wait to get back to reading this book later today.