I read five books
in February.
Orbital by Samantha Harvey
Read for book
group. Winner of the Booker Prize 2024. A short book but you need to savour
every single poetic sentence so it’s not a quick read. It imagines life on a
space station through the eyes of six astronauts – two women, four men; two
Russians, one American, one Italian, one Japanese, one English – as they orbit
around the earth seeing their home countries so far below. Wonderful. I want to
read it again.
Close to Death by Anthony Horowitz
And now for
something completely different … Various people had recommended this who-dunnit
series featuring Detective Hawthorne – and Anthony Horowitz himself. This is
the fifth title.
It’s a great
conceit that only he (also author (amongst many other titles) of the
story-within-a-story Magpie/Moonflower Murders books) could pull off.
A newcomer to a
gated community in a very desirable area of London has been found dead, shot
through the neck with a crossbow. He’s made himself very unpopular to everybody
so there is no shortage of suspects.
Visiting Miss Austen by Angela Pearse
‘Felicity
Fitzroy is delighted when she receives an invitation from her good friend Jane
Austen to visit her in Bath. Despite living in domestic bliss in Derbyshire,
Felicity craves excitement and a trip to the lively spa town sounds like the
perfect cure.’
But Felicity and
the niece she is chaperoning soon find themselves in peril …
Great fun.
Probably Nothing by Lauren Bravo
I enjoyed this
author’s first novel Preloved (which
I heard about on Joanne Baird’s blog). Probably
Nothing is blackly funny.
Bryony’s had a brief fling with Ed – nothing
serious on her part; in fact she’s about to break it off.
But <spoiler
alert>when Ed, who’s allergic to wasps, dies of anaphylactic shock, she finds
that he has had a different view of their relationship and his loud and loving family
embrace her as one of their own. As her own family situation is unhappy she’s
torn between enjoying the affection and attention, especially from Ed’s mother, and telling
them the truth. (Oh, and she’s a hypochondriac, hence the title.)
Wavewalker: A Memoir of Breaking Free by Suzanne Heywood
Actually for
March’s book group meeting – I’m ahead of myself.
When Suzanne
Heywood was seven, her parents announced that they were going to take her and
her brother and sail around the world for three years.
Ten years later
… Suzanne, having more or less educated herself but has no formal
qualifications, applied to Oxford and got in.
In between was a
life of terror and privation – terror, for example, at being in the Indian
Ocean hurled from wave to wave (think A
Perfect Storm) and privation from being often hungry because supplies or
money had run out.
Her parents were
more interested in each other than in their children and considered Suzanne
difficult for wanting any other way of life.
Astonishing.
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