The Quest for Christa T by Christa Wolf

germanlitThe book considered a breakthrough in the career of Christa Wolf  has to be one of the most frustrating novels I’ve ever read.

The Quest  for Christa T is an attempt to reconstruct the life of a woman whose nature defied definition and classification; a woman whose spirit was at complete odds with a society that viewed conformity as necessary to its survival. It’s a fascinating portrait of a East German woman in the years from her childhood at the end of World War 2 until her early death in a 1960s Communist state about to be curtailed behind the Berlin wall. It’s a portrait built by her friend from personal memory supplemented by details taken from Christa T’s letters, poems and diaries and  conversations with people who may or may not have actually existed (such is the elusive nature of this book that it’s often hard to separate reality from imagination).

The picture of Christa T isn’t revealed in a linear fashion but through disconnected fragments with only a vague idea as to the time period in which particular episodes occurred.  As the narrator rummages through a box of papers left behind by Christa T, we get glimpses of the dead woman; first as a child and then as a thirty-five year mother who lies dying from leukaemia. The narrative then reconstructs the intervening years, depicting Christa T’s life as a student in Leipzig and as a teacher. At every stage it’s apparent that this is a woman destined always to be different; to be special though quite what makes her so is never clear. She’s a drifter, an outsider, a person on the fringe; an individual whose passion for constant change and renewal alienates her from her contemporaries and from the ethos of the new communist order. While others adjust to this new regime, and put aside their personal beliefs, she recognises that this is a society for “factual people” and “up and doing people” not dreamers like herself.

search for christa tWhat makes this novel frustrating is how much is not revealed about Christa T. The narrator acknowledges as much in the opening chapter of the novel. Her quest is to protect the memory of her friend, to prevent her being forgotten. And so she uses the letters and other materials to conjure up her friend at will, to see her walk or play on the beach or blow an imaginary trumpet. But even then she recognises that what she remembers is not the truth

…all the time I know that it’s a film of shadows being run off the reel, a film that was once projected in the real light of cities, landscapes, living rooms.

Despite her knowledge that the very act of writing  may falsify the nature of her friend, the narrator often becomes angry when she feels the truth is being withheld from her.  At one stage, as she looks through the notebooks Christa has left behind the narrator she rails against her friend because she cannot understand the significance of a list of book titles.

I’ve read the titles once more. What does it all mean? Try as I might, I can’t figure out what’s at the back of these titles. My anger, which was complicated, was the healthy fury of a reader bereft of a promised story. And even if I was the only person who’d like to know what it means …. shouldn’t she at least have shown consideration for me? ….

The anger and frustration is understandable. Here is a woman conscious that she bears the legacy of her friend’s life and determined to do it justice. She succeeds to some extent. I certainly felt by the end that I’d been introduced to a remarkable woman living through a difficult period in history. But I was also left with a perplexing series of images and a feeling there is so much more yet to discover.

End Notes

Discover other reviews of The Search for Christa T on these blog sites:

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What do you need to know about me? 1. I'm from Wales which is one of the countries in the UK and must never be confused with England. 2. My life has always revolved around the written and spoken word. I worked as a journalist for nine years then in international corporate communications 3. My tastes in books are eclectic. I love realism and hate science fiction and science fantasy. 4. I am trying to broaden my reading horizons geographically by reading more books in translation

Posted on November 11, 2015, in Book Reviews, German authors and tagged , . Bookmark the permalink. 13 Comments.

  1. To answer your question – No Place on Earth is nothing like this. This is the only frustrating one I’ve read. We really agree on this one.

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  2. I’ve heard this is a good book and it does sound like it from what you say. Seems also like one of those books good for rereading because there is always something one misses.

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  3. kaggsysbookishramblings

    I felt that this was a complex and nuanced book, and you had to read so much between the lines; which I think reflected the way life was lived in the GDR at the time. But I found it worthwhile and I do want to read more of her work.

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  4. I’ve yet to try anything by this author, but her work is of interest to me. The Quest for Christa T sounds very intriguing, but I wonder whether it might be better to start with another of her works…

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    • There seem to be rather mixed reactions to this novel Jacqui. Karen at Kaggsy’s blog loved it, Ali of Heaven Ali maybe a bit less so. I have never read anything else by her so have no basis to compare really.

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  5. I have Christa Wolf’s No Place on Earth here–a book Caroline loved.

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  6. I read this a couple of months ago. It’s a challenging read but strangely beautiful. I found sections frustrating and I wanted to know more Christa T too.

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