Do not let the drab cover of this book fool you; the pages are full of colourful, vibrant female characters with passion in their hearts, despite World War II raging on around them. Censorettes by Elizabeth Bales Frank is about a young group of British women who read and monitored postal correspondence for hidden Nazi influences and even though historical novels about women’s roles in wartime are flooding the market, I’m still enjoying these deep dives into little known pieces of our feminist history.
It’s 1941 and Lucy finds herself in Bermuda, working as a Censorette, doing her part to help the Allies by putting her impressive grasp of multiple languages to good use. In some ways she’s in paradise; safe from any active warfare, living in the suite of a hotel with other women her age, and just steps away from the beautiful beaches that the island is known for. Except Lucy wishes she was at home in London with her family, or at least what remains of it as her brother is off fighting and her mother was killed in the Blitz. Still, she works diligently, making friends with the other Censorettes and having a few flings with the American soldiers stationed on the island too. It’s not until a good friend is murdered that Lucy’s true strength shines through; she is determined to see the murderer brought to justice, and will stop at nothing to make sure it happens, even when she’s whisked half way across the world on another secret mission.
The power of female tenacity and friendships is at the heart of this novel. Despondent about her current situation, Lucy finds solace in the women she lives with, her fellow Censorettes that are each vividly described as they push through the sorrows of wartime. Mundane things like who picks up the clothes on the floor, and who drops them may seem like a boring topic to touch upon when a war is going on, but these everyday situations that new roommates grapple with bring a sense of intimacy to the book, so much so that I felt like I was living with the girls too. Cut off from the rest of the world with only a few letters getting in and out, they oftentimes slept in the same bed, did each other’s hair, shared clothes, make up, becoming extremely close in the process. This sounds like a strange thing to say, but I couldn’t help but feel a bit envious of their connection and this strange environment they’ve been flung into. Truly making the best of things was what each woman did, and even though their time together ends in tragedy, they certainly succeeded in that goal.
The characterization is most definitely the strongest part of this novel, but the plot is fairly steady and engrossing as well. Lucy is intelligent, and when she happens upon a few letters that seem oddly written, referencing Shakespeare with slightly incorrect quotes, she’s one of the few to pick up on it, fighting with her superiors over whether it could mean something more sinister. Pushing for people to take their beliefs and opinions seriously is a running theme throughout the book. Each Censorette is pushing against societal biases to assert themselves in different ways, and although Lucy is clearly a smart person, she is often brushed aside because of her gender. One of the American soldiers is particularly pushy, quick to viciously confront her when she refuses to marry him. It’s disheartening to read about the barriers women faced back then; even when they were going above and beyond to aid in the war effort, their achievements were so easily dismissed.
Finally, a snarky little comment coming from my Canadian perspective about the American attitude, please indulge me! Near the beginning of the novel, the girls are talking about an upcoming dance with the American men, and one of them jokes that they may be able to pick up some secret intelligence by socializing with them:
” ‘ You never know what a besotted soldier in the arms of a pretty girl might let slip about U.S. foreign policy.’
‘I think their policy is pretty clear: America First.’ “(p. 47)
Do those words sound at all familiar? I barked out a laugh when I read that line-hopefully this sort of perspective will be left in the orange-hued past of our neighbors to the south.
I’m typically not interested in WWII novels at all, because they all sound the same to me. However, this book sounds like it has its own bent, like it’s WWII but also contemporary. It’s not all manly-man-man nonsense, nor is it “dames waiting at home for the best guy,” either. And the women aren’t spies. I mean, whoo-boy, so many tropes in WWII fiction. Thanks for your recommendation, Anne!
haha yes, so true about those tropes right now
Why do I never see my comment right away? Huh, weird. Anyway, I looked at the library for Censorettes, and I found Bermuda Spy Angle: How Bermuda’s “Censorettes” Made a Nest of Spies Disappear by Christopher Lee Philips — a nonfiction book about how mail “disappeared” in the Bermuda Triangle.
My mother always guiltily admitted to thoroughly enjoying the war, for exactly the reasons you give. Stationed away from home with lots of other girls the same age – almost like a boarding school atmosphere but with the freedom of adults. She also enjoyed dancing with the Americans… 😉
well you can’t blame her for that! haha
Do you know the novels of Lissa Evans? I bet you’d love them. Not so well known on this side of the pond, but their spirit is echoed here.
Haha, I would have laughed too. It’s funny, to think how age-old this policy actually is. And of course there’s a Canada First contingent too. Unfortunately, not an historical phenomenon.
I haven’t heard of Lissa Evans? Interesting. I should tell you I bought one of those veggie cookbooks you recommended (I can’t remember the author’s name now) but my family loves it! So thank you for that recommendation.
Maybe it was Nava Atlas’ Family Vegetarian Cookbook? Her cookbooks and the Moosewood cookbooks (especially their dessert volume, and the one for kids, that only had pictures for instructions) were big hits for us with the kids. Glad you liked it, whichever it was!
It was a Nava Atlas! It was one of the few I could find on Indigo that was just ‘vegetarian’. I think it’s aa 5 ingredient or less one, which is nice 🙂
This sounds good! I know there are quite a few WWII books out now that focus on women but I think after decades of focus on the men, I’m still excited to see more about women!
so true, i’d still rather hear about the women than the men LOL
I like historical fiction about the war. Any war, really. Especially with some good female characters. It’s funny about the cover, though… I wonder why it’s so drab?
Yes, not the greatest choice for the cover considering what’s inside. I loved it all the same tho
Author here. Thanks for the nice review! I come to defend the cover, which I loved. If you look at other books about women in WWII, you always see a partial woman — the back of her head, a torso and an arm leaving frame — and inevitably, the Eiffel Tower in the background (because although it was called a “world” war, it seems to have been fought mainly in Paris?) I asked the good people at Stonehouse for only two things — no pink on the cover, and no partial woman. And they delivered, so I am pleased.
If you have questions, have at me! I will check back!
Thanks for stopping by Elizabeth! I knew my comment about the cover would irk some, and your reasoning is good-too many single women on covers of historical fiction with their heads cut off, etc. Glad to hear Stonehouse delivered on your wishes 🙂