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Tuesday, 7 July 2026

Five in June

 I read five books in June.

 

 The Correspondent by Virginia Evans

I bought this lovely hardback copy with a birthday book token a few weeks ago. The book has since won the Women’s Prize for Fiction, which I was delighted to see as it shows that the demise of the epistolary novel was announced too soon …

Several of my very favourite novels are written in letter form: I’ve reread The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society twice, 84 Charing Cross Road (many times) and Daddy Long-Legs (many times).

Will I reread The Correspondent? At the moment I’m thinking that I will not.

The life story of the irascible 73-year-old Sybil Van Antwerp is told through the letters she writes to family members, famous authors and neighbours etc etc and I really liked that structure.

But there was almost too much – the death of her small son for which she has carried guilt, her law career and a decision that comes back to haunt her, the fact that she was adopted and discovers her origins through DNA, a rift with her daughter, her two current suitors, and more.

Maybe I was irked by the fact that seventy-three is presented as being truly ancient (!) instead of just over our allotted span …

I liked it but I thought I would love it.

 



The Impossible Fortune by Richard Osmond

Number five in the Thursday Murder Club. In which lovely Joyce acquires a son-in-law … and helps Elizabeth, Ibrahim and Ron solve a billion pound mystery.

 


 

The Hallmarked Man by Robert Galbraith

Have been saving this almost-1000-pager (hardback bought in charity shop) for a free weekend so I could binge – and binge I did. Couldn’t tell you the ins and outs of the complicated plot but it was an enjoyable forty-eight hours following Strike and Robin find out who was the dead man in the silver vault – and how their own relationship is (or is not) progressing.

 


 

A Journey of a Kind by Aimée Chalmers

This is a beautifully written and produced, self-published novel given to me by a friend – Aimée Chalmers is a friend of hers.

The protagonist, Thea, recalls the year she spent as a young woman, fleeing from her life in Scotland, to teach English in Greece.

Sadly, although it’s listed on Amazon and on various bookshop online sites, its status is currently given as ‘unavailable’; I don’t know why. Worth asking for in your local bookshop – ISBN 9781036954130.

 



 

The News From Dublin by Colm Toibin

Short stories, or in some cases, long short stories, set in Ireland, Spain, Argentina and Catalonia.

Look forward to hearing him speak about the collection next month at the Edinburgh International Book Festival (now sold out).

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Tuesday, 4 October 2022

Six in September

 I read six books in September.

 

The Sixteen Trees of the Somme by Lars Mytting

Lars Mytting had a rather unlikely non-fiction bestseller in 2015 with Norwegian Wood: Chopping, Stacking, and Drying Wood the Scandinavian Way.

Wood plays a large part in this novel and the descriptions of it, and the art of the master craftsman, are glorious. The (very) intricate plot takes Edvard from a mountain farmstead in Norway to Shetland and the WW2 battlefields of France in his quest to unravel his family’s history; in particular to find out what happened to his parents when he was three and the nature of a very unusual inheritance.

 

The Bullet that Missed by Richard Osman

The mixture as before and just as enjoyable.

 

Between Extremes by Brian Keenan and John McCarthy

Charity shop find. Two of my heroes – I’ve read both of their accounts of being kept hostage for years in Beirut and how their friendship there sustained them. One continuing fantasy they had when they were chained to a wall in a small dark space was that they set up a yak farm in Patagonia, the thought of the endless panoramas being the most appealing terrain they could think of.

And several years after their release they made it to South America, their friendship surviving despite their very different personalities (and some very hairy horse riding adventures). The yak farm remained a fantasy inevitably but they let the idea go not without regret, I felt; months of talking about it had helped to keep them sane and forward-looking.

 

Are We Having Fun Yet? by Lucy Mangan

I enjoy Lucy Mangan’s journalism and I loved her Bookworm: A Memoir of Childhood Reading, so I looked forward to this, her first novel. It’s a story of family life, told in diary form. All mum Liz wants is some peace and quiet so she can read a book (and I can empathise with that … ); her husband and two small children have (unsurprisingly) different ideas.

I wasn’t as enthusiastic as the celebrity reviewers … I found Liz’s harping on her domestic ineptitude funny at first but ultimately repetitive and tiresome. Her three friends, and their endless pooling of grievances, all sounded the same. I did love Evie, her ‘five-year-old acrobat, gangster, anarchist, daughter’ though I’m not sure I’d want to be her mother.

A bit of a disappointment.

 

Mortification: Writers’ Stories of their Public Shame by Robin Robertson

So you want to be a famous writer? Well, Simon Armitage, Margaret Atwood, Julian Barnes, Louis de Bernieres, Margaret Drabble, Roddy Doyle, AL Kennedy and others are here to tell you it’s not all beer and skittles (or champagne and adoring fans); on the contrary there are moments of deep humiliation and embarrassment. Some bring it on themselves (drink might be involved … ) and some have it brought upon them (dodgy hospitality, being mistaken for someone else, no one turning up to signing sessions … ).

 

The Toll-gate by Georgette Heyer

A thriller with a romance – and a male protagonist. What a comfort read she provides when comfort is needed.

Tuesday, 4 January 2022

Nine in December

 I read nine books in December.

 


The Lamplighters by Emma Stonex

Read for book group.

‘Cornwall, 1972. Three keepers vanish from a remote lighthouse, miles from the shore. The entrance door is locked from the inside. The clocks have stopped. The Principal Keeper’s weather log describes a mighty storm, but the skies have been clear all week. What happened to these three men out on the tower?’

Twenty years later the women in their lives are still coming to terms with the mystery – the mystery that has caused them to fall out with eachother. Now, a writer wants to talk to them and old secrets come to the surface.

Based on a true story and beautifully written, the book was described by Hilary Mantel, no less, as ‘the novel I’ve most enjoyed this year.’

 

 

Broken Ground by Val McDermid

I’ve been volunteering for my local Shelter shop for three years now, sorting out their book donations and shelves. Almost nothing gives me greater pleasure than arranging books. It’s costing me a fortune though (luckily a very good cause benefits) – I nearly always come home with some irresistible find ssuch as these two hardback Val McDermids.

They are the fifth and, the latest, the sixth in her Karen Pirie series of cold-case solving, set in Fife and Edinburgh. I hope there will be more.

 


 

Still Life by Val McDermid

(Editions other than hardbacks are available of course.)



Diary of an MP’s Wife by Sasha Swire

Sasha Swire was (is?) her husband Hugo’s political researcher, both of them good personal friends of David and Samantha Cameron. Here she spills the beans on eg the infighting in the Tory hierarchy, the two referendum, and the appointment of the two subsequent prime ministers Theresa May and Boris Johnson.

No one comes out of it well. And since katewritesandreads is not a political column I will stop there.

 


Looking Back with Love by Dodie Smith

Today, Dodie Smith (Dorothy, 1896-1990) is most associated with The Hundred and One Dalmatians – although it’s probably more likely that Walt Disney’s name would come before hers. (I like the films but the book is better than any of them.) Her other book which has more than stood the test of time and one I've read and reread is I Capture the Castle.

But in the 20s and 30s she was a much-performed playwright, the best known ‘woman playwright’ of her day. The others are forgotten now; only Dear Octopus had any real longevity.

She is a fascinating character. She was brought up in Manchester by her widowed mother, grandparents, three bachelor uncles and two aunts, who all lived in the same house and doted on her. It was a fun, noisy household with musical evenings and many outings to theatres; her uncle Harold was a leading light in one of the local companies.

All this adoring attention gave Dodie a very healthy ego. She ended up writing five volumes of autobiography (only three have been published). This is the first; it takes her up only to the age of fourteen when her life changed. Her mother married again and moved with Dodie and her new husband to London.

I love these Slightly Foxed books; they’re comparatively expensive but so delightful to hold and to look at – and to read of course.

 

Dear Dodie by Valerie Groves

I already had this biography of Dodie Smith and had read it but having acquired Look Back with Love I wanted to remind myself of what happened after she was fourteen.

She didn’t succeed in her desire to become an actress – she was slightly odd looking, very short with a large head and bust, and dressed in a startlingly individual style, so directors were more inclined to smile and send her on her way than to cast her – so she began to write plays and to keep the wolf from the door was a successful saleswoman at the famous London shop Heal’s for a time (and had a long affair with its married owner).

After marrying the wonderful (and long-suffering) Alec she lived in America during the 40s, adapting books for film and making friends with, amongst others, Christopher Isherwood.

Back in England she was given her first Dalmatian although it took her a long time to write about him. She was extremely extravagant and loved spending money even when she didn’t have it – but it seemed that a large cheque from some project always arrived in time to bail her out.

Hard to do justice to her in a few words – do read about her for yourself.

 


Snow Angel Cove by RaeAnne Thynne

A prettily-covered romance set in a picturesque American small town ticks a box for me and there are some great series of them. Here, I’m afraid I didn’t really take to Eliza, her inevitable heartstrings-tugging issues and the way everyone thought she was so wonderful. In fact, everyone thought everyone else was wonderful so it was all too sugary with no real conflict. Her little daughter, Maddie, was the only character who came over as a real and delightful individual rather than one from central casting.

 


The Man Who Died Twice by Richard Osman

I went to the launch of this at my local (brilliant) branch of Toppings back in September. About three hundred of us (masked) crammed into a church near the shop to hear RO being interviewed by Scottish comedian and presenter Fred MacAulay. They’d evidently met before so there was some good banter between them.

I saved the book up for the Christmas hols and it did not disappoint; in fact I preferred it to the first. Great characters, great twists and a cracking ending.

 

On which note … that’s the end of 2021. Happy 2022 (we can but hope) and thank you for reading my blog.