Books of the month: August 2016

Pick of the month

13PointPlanForAPerfectMurderThe truth of the sentiment it’s quality not quantity that counts really rings true for my August reading month. I only managed to finish 4 books but they were all decent (even the one with the really unlikable character). My pick of the month though is David Owen’s 13-POINT PLAN FOR THE PERFECT MURDER. It’s funny and clever and full of local (Tasmanian) colour and a ripping yarn.

The rest, in reading order 

  • Patricia Abbott – SHOT IN DETROIT (the book with the really unlikable character that I didn’t want to discuss because it revealed too much about me, it’s got great hooking-the-reader-in power and a very evocative setting)
  • Antonia Hodgson – THE DEVIL IN THE MARSHALSEA (a historical novel which takes us inside an 18th century debtor’s prison where being murdered doesn’t sound like the worst thing that can happen to you)
  • Arthur Upfield – DEATH OF A LAKE (my contribution to this month’s Crimes of the Century was this 1954 tale of a drowned man and the greedy sods who surrounded him)

All this month’s haul are worth reading and although they’re all quite different they’ve all got very evocative settings. I did some great virtual travelling this month🙂

Progress Towards 2016’s Bookish Goals

Challenge Goal Progress
Australian Women Writers Challenge Read 25 eligible books, review at least 20 of them Read and reviewed 11 books
Reading US Fiction Challenge Read 6 books by new to me authors set in different states of the US  4/6 achieved
Personal – Reduce TBR Have a TBR of 100 or less by the end of 2016 (starting point 145) TBR = 149 at end of month
Personal – Buy Australian Buy no physical or eBooks from non-Australian stores 1 this month, 3 in total this year
Personal – Read older books too Participate in at least 6 of the monthly Crimes of the Century challenges hosted at Past Offences  8/6 achieved
Personal – No Girl books Read no books with the word Girl in the title. Because meh.  0/0 achieved

I think we can all admit the “Reduce TBR” Challenge is a lost cause. I’m well over half-way through the year and have 4 more books awaiting me than I started off with, and am further away than ever from getting under the magic 100. Perhaps it’s time to accept reality on this front.

I caved on my Buy Australian goal and bought my next book club read (Zygmunt Miloszewski’s RAGE) in eBook format from Amazon because it was a full $25 cheaper than I could find it locally (in any format). So I guess we know how far my principles stretch. I’ve paid up to $15 more for a book locally than I could get it from overseas but $25 just seemed excessive. I’m not made of money.

Although I read two books by Aussies during the month they were both by blokes so I’m now a bit worried about my AWW challenge goal. I’ve got a tonne of eligible titles to read though, just need to find the hours.

At this point though it’s looking like I’ll only manage to achieve 2 of my 6 reading goals for the year. But I’m not losing any sleep over the matter, don’t worry🙂

Bits and Pieces

ResurrectionBayViskicIn case you missed the excitement last weekend winners of two sets of awards for Australian crime writing were announced. Head over to Fair Dinkum Crime for a full list of the winners. Here I’ll just highlight the winners of the two main awards: Emma Viskic’s RESURRECTION BAY won the Davitt award for best Adult novel (a decision I wholeheartedly endorse though it’s a bit unfair of me as I haven’t read all the shortlisted novels) and Dave Warner won the Ned Kelly Award for Best Fiction with BEFORE IT BREAKS (which I have not yet read but plan to).

And because I haven’t shared one in quite some time I thought I’d finish with a chart which accurately reflects my reading level this year, thanks mostly to cramming two full time jobs into one life for the last little while. Happily that’s all over now.

Pages Read August 2016

What about you? Did you have a great read during August? Anything good coming up for September? 

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Review: THE DEVIL IN THE MARSHALSEA by Antonia Hodgson

TheDevilInTheMarshalsea28224_fIf, like me, you have something of a phobia of going to prison then you might want to take care when picking up THE DEVIL IN THE MARSHALSEA. Even though it describes events taking place nearly 300 years ago, its worryingly realistic and brutal depiction of prison life gave me more than one nightmare and I’ve never been quite so glad to be reading rather than experiencing.

It’s jolly good though.

It tells the story of Tom Hawkins: parson’s son, spendthrift, gambler, rake and reluctant amateur sleuth. In 1727 he almost manages to avoid being consigned to the Marshalsea – London’s debtor’s prison – through some successful last minute gambling but is attacked, has his winnings stolen and cannot avoid his fate. Once inside his one hope of legitimate escape – and even of avoiding the worst section of the prison where those without influential friends or money are packed like sardines until they die of some horrendous illness – is to discover who murdered Captain Roberts in the prison some days earlier. Captain Roberts’ ghost is said to haunt the prison which is causing unrest amongst the inmates and his wife is still living there while trying to prove her husband didn’t commit suicide which is making things awkward for the institution’s Governor.

The book won the CWA Historical Dagger Award in 2014 and it’s not hard to see why. The countless hours of research are evident, though well-hidden, in hundreds of small and mostly horrific details of sights, sounds and smells that Hodgson evokes. Even without the explanatory afterward it’s clear that this is the best kind of historical fiction, weaving facts and make-believe so that the reader can’t see the boundaries but ‘feels’ the authenticity in every word.

The characterisations too are larger than life. It is impossible not to fall for Tom Hawkins at least a little bit, even though he is a cad at times and makes the worst decision possible in almost every scenario life puts before him. But he is honourable, in his way. And bloody funny. I’ll forgive a lot of foibles if you make me laugh. The people he knows and meets are equally well-drawn and it’s never clear who Tom – or readers – can trust which is quite delicious. His cellmate – Samuel Fleet – for example is almost universally despised and thought by many to be Captain Roberts’ murderer. He plays a cruel trick on Tom that nearly gets him killed. But even so there is something to like about him. There are others too many to do justice to here but many of them have stayed with me long after I finished the book which is always a good sign.

The mystery itself is probably the book’s weakest element, though that doesn’t mean it’s bad. Merely that the other aspects of the book take precedence. At least for me. Perhaps this is in part because stories in which the protagonist is in nearly constant mortal danger are not my favourites. I think heroes of this type have limited scope for growth (which is why I’m not overly keen to read this book’s successor which sees Tom charged with murder and, presumably, having to again free himself from near-certain death). The resolution though is very satisfying and not easily predictable and there are plenty of twists and turns before we get there.

THE DEVIL IN THE MARSHALSEA is not for the feint of heart. Its language is often blue and the horrors it describes are much more unsettling than the average serial killer book’s because they are so much a part of daily life. Honestly I don’t know how anyone came out of such a place as Hodgson’s Marshalsea alive let alone with their sanity in tact. I was sleeping with the lights on just reading about it. But if historical romps and loveable rogues are your kind of thing then I highly recommend you give this one a go.

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Publisher Hodder & Stoughton [2014]
ISBN 9781444775440
Length 401 pages
Format eBook (Kindle)
Book Series #1 in the Tom Hawkins series

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Musings on SHOT IN DETROIT by Patricia Abbott

ShotInTheDarkAbbottAudioI could tell you the reason I haven’t posted my thoughts about Patricia Abbott’s SHOT IN DETROIT is that I’ve been really busy. But that would be a lie. Not the first part…I have been stupidly busy…but that’s not the reason I didn’t want to say anything about this book. I have been reluctant to reveal what this particular reading experience taught me about myself. Being confronted with evidence that you are not the person you’ve convinced yourself you are is unpleasantly awkward.

I have often remarked that I do not need to like a book’s main character to like the book itself. Turns out that is not as accurate a statement as I want it to be. And then there’s learning I really don’t like artists much. Ouch.

But I’m getting ahead of myself. Let’s start at the beginning.

Violet Hart is an artistic photographer. A not very successful one. When we meet her she’s staring at 40 and if not outright desperate then very, very keen to make a mark in her chosen field and realises the opportunity might be slipping away. Her lover, Bill, is a funeral director. He takes great pride in taking care of his clients, often dressing them in stylish clothes he has sourced himself. One day Bill asks Violet to take a photo of one of his clients, after the young man has been dressed and made up but before his burial. The man’s family is overseas and won’t be able to attend the funeral so Violet’s photo is all they’ll have. The act of taking the photo – getting it right – spurs Violet’s creativity. Could she put together a collection of photographs of the dead?

If you find that premise creepy you’re not alone. I did. Still do if truth be told though I think Violet – and Abbott – made a decent case for the idea having merit by the end of the book. But I know in my heart I wouldn’t go to see such an exhibition were one to open nearby. A lot of the people in the story were troubled by it too. Including Bill who Violet cajoles into asking the families of most of his clients for permission to photograph and he does though with increasing reluctance. But the further she gets into the project the more demanding Violet becomes. Because this could be the something special she’s been looking for. Because most of Bill’s clients are young black men. Bill himself is black and he says black people want to use ‘one of their own’ when it comes to funerals. Violet’s photographs then are saying something about the fact that young black men – at least in Detroit – have a habit of dying.

While all this is going on Violet also becomes tangentially involved in a criminal investigation. It starts when she is wandering her city looking for interesting ways to photograph the city. On Bell Isle – an island park in the Detroit River – she befriends a street artist with some mental health issues and artistic interests nearly as bizarre as Violet’s.  His death brings Violet into contact with the police.

At some point during all of this I gave up even trying to like Violet. I just couldn’t. I don’t think it’s only because of the artistic subject, though that didn’t help. But even if she were taking photos of smiling babies I wouldn’t have liked her. She is so self-absorbed and obsessed with her art that she doesn’t care who she hurts to get what she wants. Towards the end of the story something truly, truly awful happens and Violet barely stops to draw breath before setting up her gear and taking a photo. All I could think was “cold-hearted bitch“.

And so we come to the heart of the matter. I really didn’t like Violet. And each time I stopped reading I became reluctant to re-start. I wanted to know what would happen – there’s so much I haven’t brought up here that is utterly fascinating about Violet’s family history and the way the story builds to its inevitable but entirely (by me) unpredicted third act – but I wanted to find out without having to spend more time with Violet. The wanting to know what would happen won out in the end but I came to almost resent the book for forcing me to spend time with such an unpleasant human being. I could go to work and do that and at least be paid.

But that’s a pretty good effort on the part of the author. She hooked me so thoroughly in the intertwined story of Violet and the city of Detroit – a city so damaged by the global financial meltdown that you can feel it creaking into decay – that I read on regardless of my growing antipathy towards Violet. Horrid though she may be (to me) Violet is totally compelling and the picture Abbott paints of Detroit is hauntingly memorable. When combined with the very good narration by Jennywren Walker of the audio version, the book’s sense of place made me truly feel like I was there.

If art is – at its best – supposed to make the beholder think then SHOT IN DETROIT is an absolute winner. I’m still mulling over aspects of it a month later. Does the end – in this case a successful and thought-provoking photographic exhibition – always justify the means? Is trampling over the feelings and needs of others what it takes to create great art? And if it is why can’t artists go get a proper job instead of hurting people for their cause. Do we need art that badly?

So do I recommend the book? The writing is excellent and the story suspenseful in a way that almost everything labelled ‘suspense’ fails to be. But should I be recommending you spend time with someone so unpleasant as Violet Hart? Someone so well written you won’t even be able to leave her within the pages of the book? I’ll leave that for you to decide.

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Narrator Jennywren Walker
Publisher Audible Studios [2016]
ASIN B01DPXJIJC
Length 8 hours 54 minutes
Format audio (mp3)
Book Series standalone

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Books of the month: July 2016

Pick of the month

TheDryHarperAudioJuly was a really slow reading month for me with only 6 books completed (or 949 pages + 24.5 hours of listening). But I still managed to find some gems including debut novel THE DRY from Jane Harper. Anyone who’s lived through drought will feel the authenticity of Harper’s setting – a small Australian town at the mercy of the weather – and there’s a great story and characters to back it up. The story starts with the apparent murder suicide of a local farming family before revealing layer upon layer of secrets. If you happen to be an audio book fan I highly recommend the narration by voice artist Steve Shanahan: a complete treat.

The rest, in reading order 

  • *Ellery Adams & Parker Riggs – A TREACHEROUS TRADER
  • *Ellery Adams & Parker Riggs – A DEVIOUS LOT

For pure escapism I’ve been working my way through this series featuring a writer for an antiques & collectibles magazine. They’re cosy reads that don’t talk down to readers and I enjoy that each one is set in different parts of the US and/or focuses on different types of collecting (the intrepid heroine even makes to England in A Devious Lot)

  • *Roger Monk – THE BANK MANAGER (set in 1950’s rural South Australia this is a terrific tale and highly recommended to those who prefer their mysteries without a lot of violence)
  • *Deborah Johnson – THE SECRET OF MAGIC (set in 1940’s Mississippi this book had a powerful opening depicting the murder of a black man returning from WWII but I was a bit disappointed by the rest of it, though I am in the minority)
  • *A.E. Martin’s COMMON PEOPLE (my contribution for this month’s Crimes of the Century my 1944 book was set in the world of Carnival folk and I thoroughly enjoyed it)

anything with an asterisk is worth a read.

Progress Towards 2016’s Bookish Goals

Challenge Goal Progress
Australian Women Writers Challenge Read 25 eligible books, review at least 20 of them Read and reviewed 11 books
Reading US Fiction Challenge Read 6 books by new to me authors set in different states of the US  4/6 achieved
Personal – Reduce TBR Have a TBR of 100 or less by the end of 2016 (starting point 145) TBR = 145 at end of month
Personal – Buy Australian Buy no physical or eBooks from non-Australian stores None this month, 2 this year
Personal – Read older books too Participate in at least 6 of the monthly Crimes of the Century challenges hosted at Past Offences  7/6 achieved
Personal – No Girl books Read no books with the word Girl in the title. Because meh.  0/0 achieved

I’m going over-the-top with my personal challenge to participate in at least 6 Crimes of the Century challenges and am really enjoying it so will keep going. I’ve got another Arthur Upfield title lined up for August (which is focusing on the year 1954, why don’t you join in?). I like that I’m getting motivated to track down Australian titles.

I think now I should be able to finish the Reading USA Fiction challenge this year with only 2 books to go and 5 months in which to find them. Though at this stage I think it’s going to take me a couple of decades to make my way virtually around the US.

I’m not having too much trouble staying away from Girl books either.

That leaves my AWW challenge and reducing my TBR looking like the only shaky bookish goals left. August will be no less chaotic in my non-bookish life than July was so I doubt I’ll get on top of either goal this month. But we’re supposed to be having fun here right? So I’m not really all that bothered.

Coming Up

I’ve got a load of Australian titles staring at me from the nightstand…including some review titles I promised to take a look at. I should also be getting stuck into Peter May’s COFFIN ROAD for my book club. I like Peter May’s writing so I don’t know what’s putting me off getting hold of a copy. Aside from the fact I still have as many unread books in my own possession as I did at the start of the year (of the 53 books I’ve read so far this year only 12 of them were ones I owned before 1 January, I ought to be slapped).

And then there’s the book that’s been troubling me – forcing me to confront some things about myself that I’d rather not confront. I mentioned I had started it during last month’s Books of the Month wrap up and I’ll admit I set it aside for a couple of weeks before deciding to re-start it. I don’t mind giving up on a book that isn’t good or isn’t to my taste, but I’m less comfortable doing so simply because I don’t like what my reaction to a book says about me. So you’ll be hearing about this one shortly.

What about you? Did you have a great read during July? Anything good coming up for August? It seems to be literary awards season the world over, does that affect your reading? 

Posted in A.E. Martin (Aus), books of the month, Deborah Johnson, Ellery Adams, Jane Harper (Aus), Roger Monk (Aus) | 6 Comments

Review: THE SECRET OF MAGIC by Deborah Johnson

TheSecretOfMagicDeborah27923UDKH_fTHE SECRET OF MAGIC has one of the strongest opening chapters I’ve read in a long time. Set in 1946 it depicts the attempted homecoming of a decorated Lieutenant who has a head full of nightmares from the battlefields of WWII. Joe Howard Wilson is desperate to see his father, to retreat to the familiar, to heal. But Joe Howard is black and when he is told he must give up his seat on the bus that is meant to take him home in favour of German prisoners of war – they’re white after all – he baulks at the injustice. And is subsequently murdered.

The opening made me cry. Not just because it is heart-wrenching itself or because I read it during a time when I could be forgiven for thinking the world hasn’t moved on much at all in 70 years. But because it is so well written. Only a few pages but they pack a punch; offering striking imagery, engaging character establishment and managing to set a powerful expectation for what is to come.

The rest of the book was something of a disappointment.

I’ve debated whether or not to write this review. I have found that it is usually better to say nothing than be drawn into the kind of unwinnable argument such sentiments often create.  Perhaps it’s the way I do it but more often than not people think I’m siding with the “baddies” when I express a negative sentiment about a book (or movie or whatever) that explores a deeply traumatising event or element of history. For example when I remarked that I didn’t think 12 Years a Slave was as good a movie as all its hype had suggested someone I know asked how I could be supportive of slavery. The same person would undoubtedly think I support the killing of random black people if he knew I think THE SECRET OF MAGIC flawed too. I feel like it’s possible to separate my position on the real-world themes and history being depicted from the elements that make up a book. But maybe not? Or maybe I’m doing it wrong.

In support of my premise I’ll have ago. At talking about what I found disappointing about the book rather than what I do or don’t think about systemic racism.

The book felt like a bunch of set pieces, each one with the aim of reinforcing the notion that racism was rampant in Mississippi in the 40’s and racism is bad. Just to be clear I’m not arguing with any of that and am in no doubt that many horrendous things were done to black people in Mississippi in the 40’s for no other reason than white people could get away with doing them. But a work of fiction has to offer more than reportage. Doesn’t it? Surely it is meant to engage on another level too. Even if it has a really, really important message. As a reader I want to be kept interested in a story and its characters not just browbeaten or transported back to school.

Part of the reason the book didn’t work for me was its inclusion of a story within the story. One of the central characters – a white woman called M.P. Calhoun – is famous for having written a book many years ago in which black and white characters share adventures. Obviously that was a subversive concept for its time and so the book has a lot of importance for some of the characters. So this story, with magical realism overtones, is incorporated across the scope of the book via extract after extract. All of which completely failed to grab me. I found these passages repetitive and rambly and thought they contributed heavily to the slow pace of the narrative while not adding anything much to my understanding of the wider issues the author was addressing.

For me too the balance of historical fact and fiction was not right; too much of the former and too little of the latter. I think for example it’s difficult to use big, important names from history in this kind of fiction such as Johnson’s inclusion of Thurgood Marshall, founder of the NAACP Legal Defense and Educational Fund, here. The man is legendary (even down here at the bottom of the world) and revered so there are great limitations on what you can do with such a character within a work of fiction. Authors who I think more successfully deploy real people in their fictional worlds either use lesser known names or place a more famous person in a time or place at which they weren’t yet known. Using Thurgood during the early years of the Legal Defense Fund did not provide much scope for creativity.

I did enjoy the depiction of Mary Pickett Calhoun: white and privileged yet the one who invites the NAACP to Revere Mississippi to investigate Joe Howard’s death. Her reasons for doing so are complex and the way the question of whether she really wants Regina Robichard – the black, female lawyer sent from New York – to find answers or only appear to be doing something is teased out across the novels offers a genuinely grey element to the novel. Everything and everyone else is, pardon the pun, too black and white for me.

I’m not suggesting THE SECRET OF MAGIC is a terrible book. But nor is it one that I will remember with fondness (or anger or any other strong emotion) as I imagined I would after that opening chapter. Nor do I mean to make light of the real world events on which it is based or the obvious personal connection the author has to many of its elements. But if it is permissible to set all that aside and just talk about whether or not the book ‘worked’ for me then it didn’t. I found its predictability and its focus on facts and teaching rather than engagement of the reader (at least this reader) on a creative level a struggle. It took me nearly three weeks to read and then it was only the promise of a glass of red when I finished that made me plough through the last 60 or so pages. Reading shouldn’t feel like taking medicine.

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USAFictionChallengeButtonThis is the twelfth book I’m including in my quest to complete the Reading USA Fiction Challenge in which I’m aiming to read a total of 51 books, one set in each of the USA (and one for the District of Columbia). My personal twist is that all the books are by new (to me) authors.

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Publisher Fig Tree [2014]
ISBN 9780241004005
Length 400 pages
Format paperback
Book Series standalone

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Books of the month: June 2016

Pick of the month

This month had several contenders for my favourite read but I’ve managed to narrow it down to two and for the same reasons: they’ve stood the test of time and have been given a second life by small publishing houses.

TheChimneyMurderE.M Channon’s THE CHIMNEY MURDER was first published in 1929 and I only found a copy because it was re-released a couple of years ago by a delightful, independent press. What I loved about the book – in which a dismembered body is discovered scattered about an English family’s house – were its feminine heroines and its surprisingly modern sensibility. I’ve been participating fairly regularly in the Past Offences Crimes of the Century challenge for a couple of years now and have had mixed success on the quality front but it’s been worth the awful reads to find a gem like this one, which I never would have bothered to look for if I hadn’t been looking for books published in particular years.

Australian author Jean Bedford’s NOW YOU SEE ME is newer, first published in 1997, but also only came to my attention because of a re-release this year thanks to a different independent press. It is a dark but compelling story that centres on child abuse and its horrendous consequences. Although the content is very graphic it’s not gratuitous and I found myself accepting the author’s intent even if I might have made different choices myself.

In essence then my pick of the month is the wonderful publishers like Greyladies and Endeavour who scour the world’s out-of-print titles and bring the good ones back to life.

The rest, in reading order 

I’d hoped to pick up my reading pace a bit in June but international visitors, end of the financial year madness at my day job and wanting to bury my head in totally mindless television to escape election madness here and overseas meant I didn’t do nearly as much reading as I ought to have done

  • *FOREIGN ECLAIRS by Julie Hyzy (no review, but an entertaining continuation of this cosy series set in the White House kitchens)
  • *DEADLY DEALER by Ellery Adams (another enjoyable cosy audio book which pitted a niche journalist against people who collect)
  • THE TRAP by Melanie Raabe is about an agoraphobic author who lures the man she thinks killed her sister a dozen years ago to her home – I didn’t think much of it but everyone in my book club enjoyed it much more than I did so perhaps I am wrong
  • *THE LONG AND FARAWAY GONE by Lou Berney was recommended to me by frequent visitor to crime fiction blogs Kathy D. for the state of Oklahoma in my quest to read a book by a new-to-me author from every state in the USA. It’s a fantastic novel about the past, its hold on us, the slipperiness of memory and the nature of obsession.
  • *THE LIGHT ON THE WATER by Olga Lorenzo is the tenth book I’ve read for this year’s Australian Women Writers Challenge and it is an outstanding character study of a woman whose autistic daughter disappears on a hiking trip. I loved the way Lorenzo writes.

anything with an asterisk is worth a read.

Progress Towards 2016’s Bookish Goals

Challenge Goal Progress
Australian Women Writers Challenge Read 25 eligible books, review at least 20 of them Read and reviewed 10 books
Reading US Fiction Challenge Read 6 books by new to me authors set in different states of the US  3/6 achieved
Personal – Reduce TBR Have a TBR of 100 or less by the end of 2016 (starting point 145) TBR = 142 at end of month
Personal – Buy Australian Buy no physical or eBooks from non-Australian stores None this month, 2 this year
Personal – Read older books too Participate in at least 6 of the monthly Crimes of the Century challenges hosted at Past Offences  6/6 achieved
Personal – No Girl books Read no books with the word Girl in the title. Because meh.  0/0 achieved

In positive news I have completed my personal challenge to participate in at least 6 Crimes of the Century challenges and there are still 6 months of the year left. Assuming I can find something interesting to read each month I will continue and will be reading Australian author A.E. Martin’s MURDER IN SIDESHOW ALLEY for the 1944 challenge this month.

The rest of my challenges are looking shakier, though there is still hope for the Reading USA Fiction challenge and I do have another book recommended by Kathy D. for the state of Mississippi to read this month. I think my only hope of reducing the TBR to under 100 books by the end of the year is to do some more culling of my collection and I’m worried I won’t be able to read 15 more books by Aussie women writers in the second half of the year. Though I do have at least 2 more lined up for July.

Coming Up

I’ve just started listening to Patricia Abbott’s second full length novel SHOT IN DETROIT and am selfishly delighted by at least one aspect of it. A swag of library book requests all came in at once last week so I’ll be knuckling down to those, starting with a local Adelaide author’s second historical novel dealing with 1950’s banking and crime.

Off to vote now. I should be happier about having the opportunity – many people fought very hard and some died so I could – but as some local commentator or comedian put it this week our choice is akin to being starving only to be presented with two meals you’re allergic to. But it’s compulsory here in Australia so off I must go, at least I can listen to my audio book while I queue up.

What about you? Did you have a great read during June? Anything good coming up for July? Do the seasons affect your reading? Are you looking forward to some summer beach reads or some winter warmers? 

Posted in books of the month, E.M. Channon, Ellery Adams, Jean Bedford (Aus), Julie Hyzy, Lou Berney, Melanie Raabe, Olga Lorenzo (Aus) | 5 Comments

Review: THE LIGHT ON THE WATER by Olga Lorenzo

TheLightOnTheWaterOlga27963_fTHE LIGHT ON THE WATER is the story of Anne Baxter and I can’t introduce her plight better than her creator does in the opening pages

How could it have come to this? No signpost ever pointed here. The idea would have been laughable. Anne Baxter a former journalist with the city’s leading newspaper, once married to a senior barrister. A tuckshop volunteer at her children’s preschool, a fete organiser. A woman born to be a mother. Yet here she is, in a prison cell in Ravenhall, peering back along a winding road. Craning her head, trying to see which was the first in a series of ill-considered turns.

I love that Lorenzo can say so much about a character and why we might be interested in reading about her in so few words. Other writers would take a chapter or more to lay out all the facts and hints of things to come that we glean from that paragraph. The rest of the writing is just as good. Just as spare. Just as purposeful. I’ve tucked lots of snippets and sentences away in my “words I love” file.

Anne’s sin – or crime – or situation – is that her youngest daughter, Aida, has disappeared. Or was murdered by Anne depending on who you believe. While they were hiking Wilsons Promontory (a national park just outside Melbourne). Aida is autistic. Difficult to manage. Was that reason enough for her mother to kill her? Or does it explain how an eight year old can be here one minute, gone the next, with no human intervention?

Although there is a resolution of sorts on the subject of what happened to Aida I don’t think the book is about that. It’s about Anne. It is an exploration of her life. An exploration of that notion that Lorenzo has introduced early on – how did a ‘good’ life turn so horribly wrong? It jumps backwards and forwards to points before Aida’s disappearance as well as the period following. Despite the haphazard nature of this time shifting we’re never in any doubt whether it is ‘before’ – when life was normal-ish – or ‘after’ – when Anne is living a kind of half-life “jammed between grief and guilt“. And whenever we are Lorenzo doesn’t allow us to lose sight of the book’s central question: what led to Anne’s current situation and was there a single point at which a different choice could have produced an alternate outcome?

As a character study the book is outstanding, not least because Anne is not always sympathetic or likeable. I don’t mean there are times when I felt I had licence to be judgmental of her perceived poor mothering skills as some of the book’s minor characters are (her mothering skills are not, in my opinion, up for debate) but there are times when Anne – like all of us – behaves irrationally or says silly things. Or does something that had me screaming “nooooooooo” out loud in the way I do whenever someone in a horror movie runs up stairs to escape. But this is all good. Lorenzo has not tried to portray Anne as saint or sinner. Just an ordinary woman. Who’s had some rough times, some good luck, made some mistakes, and gone through what must be the worst experience any parent can do.

Overall only the hardest of hearts could fail to empathise with Anne’s circumstances. The depiction of her mental state – slowly unravelling as it would inevitably do in the circumstances – is truly haunting

Losing a child, she thinks as she pours a coffee, is a terrible plunging, like water falling from a great height. You find yourself falling and falling – endlessly plummeting. Screaming as you go down. And then, at some point, you stop screaming. It’s not that you’ve become used to any of it. The horror is still there, lurking behind any temporary respite. You keep falling, a terrifying tumbling. But at times you forget to scream.

And though they might pale into insignificance when stacked up against the loss of a child the other horrors she endures – imprisonment, humiliation by strangers and the erratic, almost sinister behaviour of her sister – are equally well depicted. Sometimes a little too well. As someone who’s had an inexplicable but lifelong morbid fear of being imprisoned I felt physically ill during one particular passage of the book and then lay awake all night pondering whether we should be putting anyone – even actual criminals let alone people awaiting bail as Anne is doing – through such indignities. That’s the downside of good writing I guess.

Lorenzo also explores the way people react to Anne’s situation. Some – liker her older daughter, ex husband and best friend – are kind and supportive. Even if they have doubts. But some – including many strangers – behave appallingly. Without knowing anything more than the scraps of half-truths and complete bullshit they’ve gleaned from media headlines they spit or curse or send death threats. Sadly this element of the novel is as believable as the rest and does not leave the reader with a rosy picture of humankind.

This isn’t a book for everyone. If you went looking for a fast-paced, action-heavy plot you would be disappointed. This is much more a character driven novel and though there is a story arc it is definitely not the primary element and at times fades into the background. I don’t think it’s crime fiction either, though two of the three fellow participants of the Australian Women Writers Challenge who have reviewed it have labelled it as such. In a recent discussion on ABC’s The Book Club Emily Maguire’s AN ISOLATED INCIDENT was criticised for not being the psychological thriller its publicity material claimed it to be, and to me THE LIGHT ON THE WATER lies even further afield. That doesn’t mean there’s anything wrong with it, merely that it doesn’t conform to any of the tropes of the genre and setting people up with expectations that it does won’t help it find the right audience. But although plot-driven crime fiction is generally my favourite kind of reading I thought THE LIGHT ON THE WATER brilliant. I can’t quite bring myself to say I enjoyed it – Anne’s story is so very, very sad – but I was utterly captivated by it. By her. And by Lorenzo’s mastery of the language.

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AWW2016This is the tenth book I’ve read and reviewed for the fifth Australian Women Writers Challenge. For more information about the challenge check out my challenge progresssign up yourself or browse the Challenge’s database of reviews.

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Publisher Allen & Unwin [2016]
ISBN 978192566542
Length 352 pages
Format eBook (iBooks)
Book Series standalone

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Review: THE LONG AND FARAWAY GONE by Lou Berney

TheLongAndFarawayGoneLo27931_fTHE LONG AND FARAWAY GONE is the story of two people and their pasts. Wyatt Rivers was still in high school when the Oklahoma City movie theatre at which he was working was robbed at gunpoint one night in August 1986. All the other staff were shot and killed but Wyatt didn’t have a single physical injury when police found him lying amidst the bodies. In 2012 Wyatt is a private investigator in Las Vegas and has spent his entire life trying to forget. Trying not to ponder the unanswerable question: why is he still here and all the others gone?

Julianna Rosales was 12 when, about a month after the movie cinema incident, her 17 year old sister left her alone at the State Fair with $10 to spend and the promise that she would be back in just 15 minutes. Before it got dark dark. Genevieve, a ‘bad girl’ by most people’s definitions and beautiful to boot, disappeared that night. Initially thought to have run away but at some point presumed dead, though her body has never been found. Still living in Oklahoma City Julianna is now a nurse with as much of a normal life as she can fit in around her obsession. How could Genevieve leave her alone?

This is a book for lovers of great characters. Wyatt and Julianna are, at least on the surface, very different people but both totally captivated me. I sometimes find that when a book’s perspective is shared I am more interested in one person’s story and can be resentful when I am pulled out of my favourite character’s thread but here I was equally engrossed in both characters. Wyatt is funny and self-deprecating and has really tried to move beyond the event that marked his life by changing his name and moving around a lot. Julianna on the other hand is more intense with a darker strain of humour and cannot seem to let go of the search for her sister, even briefly. They are used to depict two different ways of dealing with (or not) traumatic events though we see by the end that they are more similar than they appear. I’m not ashamed to admit that I am a little bit in love with both of them. There are some terrific minor characters too, with my favourite being Candace: a cocktail waitress who inherits a run down live music venue from an ‘old guy’ (he’s 50) who everyone assumes she slept with. Her interactions with Wyatt – who is hired by one of her relatives to investigate the weird harassment she has been enduring – are a highlight of the novel.

This also a book for lovers of great stories. I gave up thinking I knew where the narrative was going after the first couple of chapters and I’d gotten about three major plot points completely wrong. There is genuine surprise and suspense here but it never feels like the reader is being manipulated. There’s no obvious withholding of information or obfuscation of facts and both mysteries unfold entirely naturally. The resolutions to the mysteries of each main character are both very satisfying even though neither is dramatic or the sort of thing traditional crime fiction readers might expect.

The musical and the bombing is about all I knew of Oklahoma before reading this book but I feel like I could at least recognise Oklahoma City if I were to visit now. Partly this is down to Berney’s excellent depiction of the place both past and present, and partly because I see a familiarity in a city of similar size and background to my own. Places built on the backs of energy companies, where sports reign supreme in the local consciousness and about which no one who doesn’t live there gives a second thought unless there is a crime so horrendous that they’re forced to pay attention for a moment. It is particularly interesting to see the city through Wyatt’s eyes as he left soon after the shooting her survived and hasn’t been back since. The changes that time and the revitalisation efforts which followed the Murrah building bombing are starkly obvious to him.

THE LONG AND FARAWAY GONE is a book about the slipperiness of memory and surviving tragedy however you can. Its characters are flawed but not fatally and their struggles are captivating at least in part because they are accompanied by a healthy dose of humour. Finding books like this is what I dared to hope for when I embarked upon my virtual tour of the USA through its fiction. Lou Berney is a keeper.

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USAFictionChallengeButtonThis is the eleventh book I’m including in my quest to complete the Reading USA Fiction Challenge in which I’m aiming to read a total of 51 books, one set in each of the USA (and one for the District of Columbia). My personal twist is that all the books are by new (to me) authors.

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Publisher William Morrow [2015]
ISBN 9780062292438
Length 454 pages
Format paperback
Book Series standalone

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Review: THE CHIMNEY MURDER by E.M. Channon

TheChimneyMurderI was recently alerted to the existence of Greyladies Press which gloriously claims to publish ‘well-mannered books by ladies long gone’. I was powerless to resist and immediately purchased two books and then coerced gently persuaded the host of the Crimes of the Century reading challenge to choose one of the years in which my new purchases had been published for this month’s challenge. And so I embarked upon another new-to-me author’s work in E.M. (Ethel Mary) Channon’s THE CHIMNEY MURDER, originally published in 1929, and promptly fell in love with the decidedly delightful book. It is on the face of it one of those restrained domestic stories that English mystery writing of the era is so well-known for but underneath its polite veneer the book borders on revolutionary.

It centres on two households living side-by-side in the type of outer London suburb/village that seems to populate a certain kind of novel. The Binn family is dominated by J Harbottle Binn (only his feckless brother ever calls him by his hated first name of Jabez). He is an angry, bullying, occasionally violent man whose long-suffering wife Selina and adult children Cynthia and Adrian are normally at pains to ensure that everything is to his liking so as to avoid as much of his wrath as they can. But in an act of family treason Cynthia and Adrian arrange a day-long birthday treat for their mother in which the three of them, along with their neighbour Marian Marley and her son Stephen, are to head to Windsor for sightseeing and picnicking. This adventure is to be undertaken entirely without their father’s knowledge, even after the event, as one of his many draconian rules is that their house must never be left unattended. A wonderful time is in fact enjoyed by all – especially Cynthia and Stephen who find a few moments to declare their love for each other. The next day Adrian determines to light a fire in the drawing room – even though it is only September and their father will be angry at such profligacy – but struggles with the task, producing more smoke than warmth. It soon transpires that a human arm wrapped in newspaper has been stuffed into the Binn’s chimney. And so begins the family’s descent into public infamy and personal chaos.

Although I was never in much doubt regarding who the arm (and other body parts subsequently located) belonged to nor even who had put them there, I still found THE CHIMNEY MURDER very engaging as there are plenty of other mysteries to uncover and I was caught up in seeing how the various players responded to the succession of alarming events that disrupt their lives. But even though it is solidly entertaining the story is not this book’s real strength. That lies in its rather marvellous characters who evolve very intelligently which is not something I’d necessarily expect from a decades-old whodunit. The stars are its two apparently downtrodden wives who turn out to be much stronger than anyone (even themselves?) would have thought possible.

Selina Binn has been bullied and verbally abused by her husband for years and initially presents as you might surmise based on that. She even lets her children cajole her into the birthday outing which she knows she ought not to participate in because she is so used to doing what others tell her. But when things turn sour – it’s not much of a spoiler to say that Harbottle Binn becomes a suspect in what the newspapers call the chimney murder – Selina comes into her own. Not only does she show us that her marriage has more to it than just ‘the bully and the doormat’ element, reminding us that we should never rush to judgement based on what we think we know about other people’s lives, but she demonstrates real strength of character and ultimately turns the tables – ever so politely – on her husband. Honestly I felt like standing up and cheering at a couple of points. Marian Marley is tested in different ways – living in penury for most of her life before learning a horrendous secret about her husband that has lasting consequences for her own future – but she too refuses to let this grind her down.

I’m often found lamenting the depiction of female characters in my classic crime reading so it was an utter delight to discover such well-rounded and feisty women in a book that’s not far off a hundred years old. The men are not left out of the character development stakes though as Adrian too is shown learning to stand up to his bully of a father. Mr Binn meanwhile undergoes the opposite kind of metamorphosis and that too is sensitively depicted.

There are plenty of things which remind the reader that the events being depicted in THE CHIMNEY MURDER are taking place in 1929, not least of which are the social attitudes on display, but the book never feels dated. Indeed at times it seems to have a thoroughly modern sensibility. Partly this is due to the presence of my two newest literary heroines (and Cynthia too who is no slouch in the standing up for herself stakes) but there are other elements including an undercurrent of really clever humour. For example there’s a minor thread involving the Binn’s other next door neighbour who is a malicious gossip but the police inspector working on the case puts her in her place very smartly in a scene guaranteed to bring a smile to the face of anyone who’s ever encountered such a gossip.

In short I completely adored my first foray into the output of the Greyladies publishing house and can thoroughly recommend THE CHIMNEY MURDER to those who enjoy a classic crime novel with heart and humour and some truly memorable characters.

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Publisher Greyladies [2012]
ISBN 9781907503177
Length 213 pages
Format paperback
Book Series standalone

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Review: THE TRAP by Melanie Raabe

TheTrapRaabeAudioOf the many superlative-laden review snippets that adorn THE TRAP’s page at its local publisher’s website is this one

A fast, twisty read for fans of Paula Hawkins and Gillian Flynn.

Alas I’ve given up reading book publicity material prior to embarking on a book otherwise I might have seen this and saved myself the bother given that I hated Paula Hawkins’ book and didn’t even bother finishing Flynn’s. Though as THE TRAP was my book club’s choice this month I suppose I would have had a go even if I had seen this off putting sentiment.

To be fair I think THE TRAP is better than GONE GIRL ON A TRAIN but for me it’s a pretty low bar and I couldn’t go so far as to recommend it.

I was keen to get started on this one because I like to travel virtually via crime fiction and haven’t read much set in Germany, especially not modern novels. But almost all of the action in THE TRAP takes place inside the imagination of the story’s narrator or the house she hasn’t left for nearly a dozen years. A very occasional reference to a Munich street name is about all we get in the way of German sensibility. Insular settings can provide a powerful sense of place in their own right (I’m still having nightmares about the house in Dame Christie’s AND THEN THERE WERE NONE) but not in this case. I have no real sense of the house in which the story’s narrator – author Linda Conrads – has spent so many years of her life and her imagination – which is depicted via a story within the story – is even less successfully realised.

The conceit of THE TRAP is that Linda’s sister Anna was murdered 12 years earlier. Linda discovered her sister’s body shortly after her death and believes she caught a glimpse of the killer but no one has ever been caught for the crime. In the present day Linda sees a well-known journalist on television and is convinced that he is the one she saw on the day of her sister’s murder. For reasons that frankly still baffle me Linda determines that the only way to ensure that his role in her sister’s death becomes known to the world is for her to write a crime novel with a plot based on her sister’s murder and then invite the journalist to come to her home and interview her as part of the book’s publicity campaign. As you do.

Perhaps this premise sounded good in the movie’s novel’s pitch meeting but I don’t think it stood up to being fleshed out. Everything that happens is telegraphed too early and too obviously, many of the events are entirely unbelievable and the twists are really not all that imaginative. It read more like a made-for-television movie than the kind of crime novel I like to sink my teeth into. The fact that the fairly pedestrian storyline is effectively repeated via the story within the story – there are lengthy extracts from Linda’s novel Blood Sisters – just highlights the fact that there isn’t really a lot going on.

Like the protagonists of those wildly popular thrillers to which THE TRAP was compared in the quote above (and every second book on the market it seems to me) Linda is an unreliable narrator. Is she going just a little bit crazy in her self-imposed exile? There’s a room upstairs she refers to as Italy after all. And the story within the story – her fictionalised account of her sister’s murder – is equally suspect in terms of veracity. I’m not the world’s biggest fan of the unreliable narrator device but I can be swept along by it in the right circumstances. Sadly I think it’s particularly poorly executed here as Linda’s unreliability is all too obvious and I never felt at all invested in whether or not she was actually telling the truth. Surely the reader is meant to care about that? I found her under developed and thought many of her actions implausible which meant I never really ‘bought’ that she was anything other than words on a page (or on a hard disk in the case of my audio book).  Linda’s nemesis – the journalist – is also a one-dimensional, non-event.

So I admit that my claim this book is better than its Girlish comparisons is indeed damming with faint praise. I suspect if I’d been reading it in print I’d never have waded through to the end but at least in audio format I could occupy myself with chores and not feel my time being entirely wasted. As it is I did listen to the entire thing but I can’t imagine that in a month I’ll be able to remember a single thing about THE TRAP. There is simply nothing notable about it. The slow pace, clunky dialogue and under-cooked characters do not do nearly enough to deliver on the intrigue suggested by the premise.

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Narrator Julie Teal
Translator Imogen Taylor
Publisher This edition Audible 2016
ASIN B01ATX7MWG
Length 10 hours 3 minutes
Format audio (mp3)
Book Series standalone

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