I'm so amused by Paula putting this book on the worst books of all time list that I have to expand my review.

This book has an awesome premise. The thing that sells it for me is the kind of Moebius strip that is the time traveller and his wife: He makes her into the person who makes him into a better person. They create each other, in a way that almost steps out of causality.

That said, I do have reservations. First of all, the adult Henry visiting child Claire is kind of creepy. Second of all, I feel like this book believes that for each person there is One True Love, which I personally feel is a destructive myth. The part where Claire pines for the rest of her life... I feel like it's supposed to be romantic but instead just makes her come across as crippled. And the characters' view of fate just pissed me off.

The thing is, I'm not sure whether I'm supposed to be pissed off or not. I think I'm supposed to think, and I certainly did that.