Ohio resident Hanif Abdurraqib is a poet, essayist and music critic and is both critically acclaimed and a good commercial proposition in his homeland. This non-fiction work is something we’ve been seeing a fair bit of recently- a mash-up of memoir and analysis. At times it feels like a collection of essays but I don’t think it is. Linking the pieces together is the theme of the black performer in America and coming from that is the significance of dance. Saying it like this, however, is very much simplifying matters. Abdurraqib, being a poet sees things in terms of metaphor and the notion of dance and performance is used to touch on many aspects of the American experience, and especially the African-American experience.
Also, being a poet Abdurraqib does not see things the way many of us do, he has the ability to zoom in on a detail and expand out from that. It’s often a moment in a life he finds fascinating and what it tells us about that particular life and the environment in which it was lived and that in itself is intriguing. In terms of the performers examined there is a very good range and I find much of his writing illuminating. With Aretha Franklin, he examines her funeral, and what the “sending home” of the ritual says of a life and then moves backwards to the filmed version of her live gospel recording “Amazing Grace”- the biggest selling gospel live album of all time. With Whitney Houston he focuses on the response of the black audience and how that changed. There’s a lively section about the antagonism between two demonstrative performers, Joe Tex and James Brown. The issue of “blackface” is dealt with through William Lane known as Master Juba who Charles Dickens saw perform and how casual racism caused a latter day TV tribute by Ben Vereen to this black minstrel who performed in blackface to become meaningless because his performance was cut inappropriately.
People who have not fitted in to what was might expected of them are examined including Sammy Davis Jnr, Michael Jackson and the always amazing to read about Josephine Baker.
This is where this book is the strongest for me, a white British reader, I can see the common threads and follow the arguments. When the author veers away from this central theme I miss the tightness of the structure although I am still impressed by the writing.
And the writing is impassioned, creative, energetic and very often enthralling. Culturally, very few will get all the references initially because of the broad timescale Abdurraqib employs in this work. If this looseness of structure and digressive style which I have mentioned before (most recently in “Gay Bar” by Jeremy Atherton Lin) is going to become commonplace I’m just going to have to get used to it because to ignore it would mean missing out on impressive, quality writing.
A Little Devil in America was published in the UK by Allen Lane on 30th March 2021. Many thanks to the publishers and Netgalley for the advance review copy.
I’ve mentioned here before that Michael Rosen is one of my literary heroes, especially for his work with children. On a number of occasions I have been lucky enough to experience how this man can totally captivate a school hall full of children who hang on his every word. His “Quick, Let’s Get Out Of Here” collection is one of my favourite children’s books ever. And last year we almost lost him, hospitalised with Covid just around the time the first lockdown started, his illness made everything seem more grim and even more scary.
After 13 days in bed with what was diagnosed as just a viral illness the writer was hospitalised when a GP friend witnessed his blood oxygen reading of 58, the lowest she had ever seen on a conscious person. Following time in intensive care he was put in an induced coma on a ventilator remaining in the ICU ward for 46 days before beginning rehabilitation and having to relearn basic functions the disease had stripped from him like standing up and walking.
This collection is subtitled “A Story Of Life, Death & The NHS”. In a sequence of prose poems Rosen catalogues his illness and recovery. Alongside this is the extraordinary response from the staff who cared for him who maintained a diary throughout to boost his recovery. These people were exhausted, often redeployed from their usual job and no doubt stressed beyond belief but they made the time to communicate with this comatose man in this way and these diary entries form an extremely moving section of the book. Above the bed they placed a copy of his “These Are The Hands” poem produced for the 60th anniversary of the NHS.
I really always enjoy Michael Rosen’s poetic style, direct, closely observed and dealing here with painful honesty the effects this cruel virus has had on him. When we are moaning about lockdown restrictions and posing conspiracy theories it’s important to feel the voice of those affected and Michael Rosen’s experience speaks for the thousands who have been similarly affected and for those thousands we have lost.
He always has the ability to find humour in the ridiculous even in the darkest moments.
“They’ve been worried
about my low blood pressure
but they’ve brought me the Daily Mail
so it’ll be fine in a moment.”
I read this on the anniversary of the first lockdown and there was no better way to get me to reflect on the year’s events and how it has hit this very special person. This is a magnificent work which has been beautifully put together by the author and Penguin Books. It will prove to be a lasting testament to the talent and tenacity of this man and of a reminder of the strange times we have been living in.
Many Different Types Of Love was published by Ebury Press, a division of Penguin Random House 18th March 2021. Many thanks to the publishers and Netgalley for the review copy.
Fiona Mozley’s debut “Elmet” was my pick from the shortlist for the 2017 Booker Prize which I described as a “traditional, poetic, literary novel which packs a good punch”. I found it haunting with a sense of timelessness about it all and that “plot and characterisation gives it a commercial pull”. It lost out to George Sanders’ “Lincoln In The Bardo” which in my opinion fell short of Mozley’s achievement.
Here comes her second novel and it is very different from the first showing an author with real versatility. The rural lyricism is replaced with an episodic, very urban tale. I was impressed enough by this prospect to make this book one of my potential highlights of 2021 in my Looking Back Looking Forward post. First things first, I did very much enjoy it. It’s written in the present tense which is something I don’t always warm to but here it is very readable. It’s been picking up very good reviews but I don’t think there’s anything within it which will remain with me in the way “Elmet” did. I liked the feel of a harsher world in the debut which gave it, I felt, a 1970’s air, here, although the setting is also contemporary it has an 80’s feel as redevelopers threaten the traditional ways of life in Soho. The echoes I felt here stirring in my subconscious was of Nell Dunn’s 1981 play “Steaming” where a group of women stand up against eviction.
Fiona Mozley introduces us to a range of characters, perhaps the central is Agatha, aiming to redevelop the investments of a father she never knew. Of all of the characters she feels a little cartoony. Pitched against the pretensions of big business is the oldest profession in town represented by sex workers Precious and Tabitha who lead the resistance against eviction. A group of homeless people residing in a cellar under the brothel and regulars of a local pub add to this hot stew of characters. Not all characters contribute much to the central plot and so exist as vignettes of their lives in and around Central London. It’s all likeable and in a way I can appreciate those that are seeing this as modern day Dickens but it all feels a little unresolved which Dickens would not be. I am certainly applauding an author prepared to go off in a very different direction for a second novel and her publishers who have supported her in this.
Hot Stew is published by John Murray in the UK on 18th March. Many thanks to the publishers and Netgalley for the advance review copy.
This debut is an unusual and highly effective thriller. There’s been good buzz about it pre-publication. This was one of the titles I highlighted to watch out for in my Looking Back Looking Forward post. We were promised a Gothic spooky house novel with comparisons made to Shirley Jackson. I’m not sure I am on board with the comparison although it was this which attracted me to the title. It is, however, highly enjoyable with a more original feel than the comparison might suggest.
Set in 2005 (judging by songs mentioned playing on the radio) just south of New Orleans, main character 11 year old Elise, having lost both her parents in an accident, escapes from her foster carers to return to a house her family formerly lived in now owned by the Mason family with two teenage boys. There, unbeknownst to them she resides in the house, within gaps between walls, in hidden chutes and in the attic emerging when the family are not around or otherwise occupied. This is working chillingly well until a younger boy turns up unannounced at the house and the teenagers in the family begin to have suspicions about the things going bump in the night.
I found the premise fascinating but did struggle with the geography of the house which would allow such a thing to be possible. The tension is cranked up incredibly well when the boys begin to act on their suspicions and then environmental factors, particular to the region, begin to play a part.
As I was reading it I was aware of an easy option Texan author Gnuse could have taken and I was hoping he wouldn’t (he doesn’t) which means the story-telling is satisfactory throughout. There are lots of unusual touches, including Elise’s fondness for Norse mythology and the characters of the neighbourhood boy and Eddie, the younger of the teenagers both give the novel a quirky feel (as does one character I don’t even want to talk about here in the interest of not revealing too much plot). I was pulled in to the story, rather like Elise being pulled into the walls, found some section breath-takingly tense and all in all this ends up a quality commercial thriller with good literary touches which could also work splendidly as a TV or film adaptation.
Girl In The Walls will be published by 4th Estate in the UK on 18th March 2021. Many thanks to the publishers and Netgalley for the advance review copy.
This entertaining novel sees Emma Stonex (her first written under her own name) taking as her inspiration the disappearance of three lighthouse keepers in the Outer Hebrides in 1900. She moves the action 72 years forward relocating it to the Maiden Lighthouse in Cornwall and within her fictional account attempts to unravel this mystery.
In many ways it is a classic locked room thriller. The men are found missing from the lighthouse which is bolted on the inside with food preparations on the table and clocks stopped at the same time.
Alongside this narrative the author focuses on twenty years later and the wives and girlfriend of the three missing men as they are approached by a novelist wanting answers for his latest book.
What I feel is done very well is the 70’s set lighthouse sections which conveys the intensity and boredom of the three men cooped up together. I felt that the more modern sections did not establish the characters as well, although, obviously, it is within these parts that the secrets of the past are revealed in first and third person narrative and through letters.
I was most intrigued by the almost romantic allure that the lighthouse had for the keepers whilst also acknowledging the reality of spending their working lives in a small inescapable space cooped up with others. The book both builds up the appeal of this work as well as illustrating the downsides. After months of lockdown I think we are all in a better position to appreciate better Stonex’s writing and have stronger ideas of these lives than we would have done a year or two ago, making this a very commercially apposite proposition.
The author makes no assumptions as to what happened during the real-life disappearance in 1900 but comes to a conclusion as to her characters. At times I felt this might go in some outlandish direction but it all feels plausible and in some ways that felt a little anti-climatic, I almost wish she had left things a little more open-ended, which was an unusual response because surely the motive behind reading the book would be to find out what happened..
This was one of the titles that I highlighted for 2021 in my Looking Back Looking Forward post . I enjoyed Emma Stonex’s writing and look forward to seeing what she comes up with next.
The Lamplighters is published by Picador in the UK on Thursday 4th March 2021. Many thanks to the publishers and Netgalley for the advance review copy.
I have saluted the UK publishers Joffe here before for the sterling work they have been doing in lockdown to provide very affordable good quality commercial fiction. This new publication which they invited me to review is the fourth novel by Susanna Beard.
It begins in the summer of 1987 when it is decided that 12 year old Ricky should, in the New Year, attend the same boarding school as his father did – in South Africa. This fills Ricky with horror, he does not want to leave the UK and does not feel he is the right sort of person for boarding school but is particularly unhappy because of his close relationship with his 10 year old sister Leonora, and the thought of leaving her with his cold, cruel father and emotionally distant mother. No amount of cajoling on the children’s part can stop the inevitable and once Ricky has left their father is determined to drive as big a wedge as possible between the boy and Leonora.
This novel is about the damage families can do to one another alongside the lasting bond of a positive sibling relationship. Characterisation is solid and the sense of desolation endured by the separated pair is conveyed very effectively. Leonora has always experienced synaesthesia, in her case letters are represented by colours, which is an unusual device on the part of the author but one which I wish had been made more of as it feels slightly under-realised.
The plot is always involving. As the years pass the brother and sister are unable to forget how much they mean to one another as circumstances continue, through twists, to keep them apart. Although I did not feel the ending was as “electrifying” as the cover suggests it all added up to a very satisfactory reading experience.
The Lost Brother is published on 11th February 2021 by Joffe Books. Many thanks to the publishers for the advance review copy.
I was looking forward to reading this. It is an extraordinary debut novel from gay black American author Robert Jones which could very well become a contender for the twenty-first century Great American novel.
It is a historical work set in the Halifax family’s cotton plantation in Vicksburg, Mississippi and over the years the slave plantation is a location I have visited quite a few times in fiction but I don’t think that many have made so much of an impression upon me as this.
In a barn live and work two teenagers, Samuel and Isaiah, who have become lovers. Set apart from both the rest of the slaves and the members of the white household but observed by both they are true outsiders. The response to these boys searching for happiness in such a grim existence is commented on by other characters, often in sections that relate to Books of the Bible. They are also observed by a chorus of ancestral voices who powerfully and poetically comment on proceedings.
The boys, unbeknown to them, have been part of an economic experiment by the white master, Paul Halifax, who has put them in an environment of hard physical work away from the cotton-picking to make studs of them, to provide him with a strong stock of future slaves. The problem is, the boys are only interested in one another. Along comes another slave Amos, granted rights of preaching who uses his sermons to turn the slaves against the boys known to all as “The Two Of Them”. Others in the plantation cannot comprehend what Amos is against thinking that happiness should be taken wherever it is possible to find it. Samuel and Isaiah’s combustible situation is exacerbated by the sexually frustrated white mistress and her son returned from a “liberal” education up North.
The plot, in its bare bones here, seems a tad melodramatic, but oh my, how well Jones brings it alive, developing characters quickly and effectively and by having these two young men at the centre of a love story which feels bound to be ultimately tragic.
Amongst this Jones also superbly intersperses tales from previous generations- of the plantation’s ancestors, of plunder, of slave ships encompassing the black American history to this point into one superb novel.
When reading this it was a comment I had seen by Marlon James which kept coming to mind. He said of this book; “The Prophets shakes right down to the bone what the American novel should do, and can do. That shuffling sound you hear is Morrison, Baldwin and Angelou whooping and hollering both in pride and wonder.”
What a marvellous thing to say about another author’s book but it is so appropriate. And this is a debut novel! At the end Robert Jones Jnr acknowledges hundreds of people by name, those black writers, educators, public figures, musicians, performers, friends who have inspired him, an awe-inspiring roll-call which might have seemed over the top if Jones did not have the goods to deliver. With this enthralling, heart-breaking, poetic, challenging, very accessible yet difficult novel he certainly has. The only thing I am not totally on board with is the cover which has a self-published self-help book vibe about it but certainly do not judge this by that. It is possible that I may have already read my Book of The Year.
The Prophets was published by Quercus in the UK in hardback on 5th January 2021. Many thanks to the publishers and Netgalley for the advance review copy.
And here it is, nice and early this year, my first five star read of 2021. To be honest I am not all that surprised I loved this book. I highlighted it as one of the books I wanted to read this year and it’s a book by an author whose collection of short stories “Lot” won the Dylan Thomas Prize and which I rated four stars, acknowledging the potential.
This debut novel is even better. It is the story of a male couple, Benson, who is black and Mike of Japanese heritage living in Houston. Their relationship is somewhat rocky and not helped by Mike’s mother arriving from Tokyo for an extended stay on the same day Mike flies to Osaka to connect with the dying father who had deserted the family. We get two first-person narratives from Benson, sandwiched between is Mike’s experiences in Japan.
Benson is left to forge a relationship with a woman he has never met as they bond over cooking, attempting to find common ground as they share the apartment whilst Mike helps out at his father’s bar, which is his potential inheritance. The couple’s relationship is tested.
I was drawn in by these characters and their families. I found children’s day-care worker Benson was especially vividly drawn, Mike seems more elusive which makes some of his actions questionable (including the desertion of his mother which is central to the plot). It is less spikey than the short-story collection and provoked a real emotional response from me. It feels modern, is well-written and has provided an early reading highlight for 2021.
Memorial is published in hardback by Atlantic Books in January 2021. Many thanks to the publishers and Netgalley for the advance review copy.
It’s time to begin to put this strange old year to rest by having a look back to see which books made the greatest impression upon me in 2020. This was a year when more of us turned to reading as a means to escape from what was going on in our everyday lives. My Top 10 is not just based upon books published this year. (3 out of the 10 were, which is the same proportion as last year), if I read it during 2020 it is up for inclusion.
This year I read 68 books which is certainly up on last year where I slumped down to 56 but mid 60’s is generally the figure so it is not up considerably especially considering the length of lockdown and the time I had to spend working from home this year. Some of that time I was too pre-occupied to really get into my reading, which is something we have also heard time and time again this year. I have read more 5* reads this year, 13, in fact, which means that some of my five star reads will miss out on a Top 10 placing, with 36 4* and 19 3*. Gender-wise, my Top 10 is showing a win for the women as last year’s 60-40 split is reversed. There are 2 non-fiction titles (both autobiographical) amongst the list and two of the authors have featured in previous year Top 10’s.
Right, here is the first part of the list, numbers 10-6. If you would like to read the full review (and I hope you do as these are the books I’m really prompting you to find out more about) just click on the title.
I did say about this book ” I would be hard pushed to come up with a suggestion for a better debut novel this year” and here is the proof with this being the only 2020 debut novel in the list. It is a book which deals with big issues with warmth and humanity and great characterisation. It has just been issued in paperback in the UK and is currently hovering outside the Top 100 in Amazon’s chart. I’m still expecting it to be a big seller going into 2021 in this format. It feels contemporary, commercial and literary which seems to me to be a winning combination.
The best new thriller I read this year. This novel, which has issues of consent at its centre had me finding places to read away from everyone at work during lunchtimes, so can be seen as a perfect book for self-isolation! I found I was using my hand to cover up text I hadn’t read on the page in case it gave something away too soon! This is Kia Abdullah’s second novel. In 2021 I will certainly seek out her 2019 debut “Take It Back”.
I treated myself to a new copy of this book which I first read aged 18 and which had a place on my bookshelves ever since when I spent a day in Lyme Regis in the summer of 2019. Knowing I wasn’t going anywhere in 2020 I treated myself to a re-read just to put myself back into Fowles’ depiction of this Devon town in the nineteenth century. This was one of those books which I encountered at just the right time of my life for it to make a huge impression. I have read it a number of times since my teenage years but probably not for a couple of decades. I said of it this time “It is a very intelligent work which does make demands of the reader and on this re-reading I must admit it does occasionally seem a little too clever for its own good (perhaps that was also true of the me who read this many years ago!) and occasionally a little inaccessible.” It still very much deserves its place in my Top 10 but not right towards the top which I might have expected when I started to re-read it this summer.
Screenwriter, Oscar-winner, Activist and husband to Olympic Diver Tom Daley revisits his past focusing on his relationship with his extraordinary mother. She survived through sheer determination never letting disability and pain from a childhood bout of polio grind her down. She sought support through the Mormon Church which caused conflict in the young Dustin Lance Black who knew from an early age he would never be accepted by the Church and perhaps by his family because of his sexuality. I said of it “at times I felt tearful, angry, baffled, delighted the list goes on and this is why this book ticks every box for how a memoir should be written. Relationships are complex and this illustrates that perfectly.”
This was the pick of the 2020 published books I read. It works brilliantly as a memoir on two levels -firstly, it catalogues the author’s relationship with food growing up and to read about food seems to transport me back there more successfully than a time machine would and like the previous title it’s a beautifully conveyed record of a family relationship, here especially with her father who begins to slip away with dementia. It is also laugh-out-loud funny throughout. I said of it “I haven’t enjoyed a food-based memoir as much since Nigel Slater’s “Toast” (which has made #3 on my Top 10 list on two occasions) and like that book it is the people fuelled by the food who really are memorable.”
Here’s my annual post which I face with equal measures of pleasure and guilt (a winning combination I’ve always found!). I’ve selected 10 titles which I feel I should have got round to reading this year. Perhaps they slipped under my radar on publication and I’ve only found out about them in round-ups of the year, perhaps I’ve always been aware of them but just haven’t got round to them for one reason or another. Probably like most people I have read more books this year (although not by a huge amount) but there are still a great number of desired titles that I just have not been able to fit in.
Looking back on last year’s list I can see that I did eventually get round to reading 50% of the titles that I felt I had missed out on (the same as in 2018) and have 40% of them on my shelves ready to be read, (hopefully in 2021) leaving just one, the YA adult novel “Chinglish” by Sue Cheung, which continues to elude me. So, without further ado, here in alphabetical order by author are the titles I felt I missed out in this strange old year, 2020.
No Shame – Tom Allen (Hodder Studio)
It’s been a good year for memoirs and I have read a few of them but haven’t yet got round to comedian Tom Allen’s work. On the cover fellow comic Sarah Millican says it is “wonderfully funny, utterly charming and sharp as all hell” which pretty much sums up how I feel about the man so it makes me look forward to reading his writing. I anticipate that there will be a focus on his feelings as an outsider growing up gay and I wonder how much it can be seen as a kind of companion piece to Will Young’s 2020 publication which focused on gay shame which I did read, “To Be A Gay Man“. I’m very interested in reading Tom’s perspective on this issue. He is one of the few comedians out there now that I have seen live and would certainly pay to see him again. In the meantime there is this book to savour.
This is a debut novel I seem to have been putting on my personal to be read lists all year. It is one I have kept reading about but to be honest haven’t yet come across a copy. I’ve seen it on various best of the year in crime lists and I’m fascinated by its premise of a nine year old detective in modern India . It appeared early on in the year, has a striking cover and made the 2020 Women’s Prize for Fiction longlist. On the cover Ian McEwan describes it as “brilliant” and Anne Enright hits home for me when she says “We care about these characters from the first page and our concern for them is richly repaid” which is so often something I look for in a novel. It does seem that the pandemic has been particularly hard on debut novelists as they were unable to promote their books in the traditional ways and we as a nation tended to turn in large numbers to authors who we already knew.
The Vanishing Half – Brit Bennett (Dialogue Books)
I did read a book about separated twins this year, Edmund White’s “A Saint From Texas” but it seems like the one I should have read is this American writer’s second novel which I have seen described in end of year round ups as “a stunning family saga”. My colleague Louise who continues to put so many good book recommendations my way has this in the running for her book of the year vying for the title with a book which may very well be my own very favourite read of the year so that is a good enough recommendation for me.
The Windsor Knot – S J Bennett (Zaffre 2020)
Whilst everyone was going nuts for Richard Osman’s quirky, cosy crime caper “The Thursday Murder Club” I found myself favouring a secret yearning to read this book which has the potential to be a real guilty pleasure. The premise is nicely set out on the back cover “On a perfect Spring morning at Windsor Castle, Queen Elizabeth II will enjoy a cup of tea, carry out all her royal duties…and solve a murder”. Amanda Craig describes it as a mash-up between Miss Marple and “The Crown” which seems like a potent combination. QEII is no stranger to fiction, think Alan Bennett’s “The Uncommon Reader” and it is his depiction of her that I am imagining as the main character in this work. What’s with all these Bennetts that have appeared in this post?
Troubled Blood – Robert Galbraith (Sphere)
One of the few crime writers who I was up to date with until this doorstep of a book arrived in September by J K Rowling’s alter-ego. I am daunted by the size and the long waiting list for a library copy and will probably wait until it appears in paperback. I don’t think I will be disappointed when I eventually get round to it. I have enjoyed all of the Cormoran Strike novels so far (and the BBC TV adaptations) but so far they have never featured in my end of year Top 10. I wonder if this book will be the one to change that situation?
Rainbow Milk – Paul Mendez (Dialogue Books)
As soon as I read a review of this debut novel I knew I wanted to read it. A gay black man escapes his Jehovah’s Witness upbringing to come to London and ends up a sex worker. Adjectives such as “explosive”, “ground-breaking” and “daring” have seemed to follow it round and I was further intrigued by Booker Prize winning Bernardine Evaristo promoting it as her choice on Richard and Judy’s teatime lockdown book club programme. (I hope a large number of those viewers thought “I’d like to give that a go”). I really don’t know why I haven’t got round to purchasing a copy, I have been close to doing so a number of times but it is only a couple of months now until the paperback is scheduled to arrive so I think I will end up waiting until then before discovering a writer who is being described as a major new British talent.
Let’s Do It- Jasper Rees (Trapeze)
Another big book, this time about a really big talent. This is Ree’s authorised biography of my favourite comedian of all time, Victoria Wood. I think Rees is going to be good at separating the performer from the very different real Victoria. I saw her a number of times in her professional guise live in stand-up and of course devoured all of her television shows and am still able to quote whole scenes and also in her personal guise as many years ago her children went to the school I was working at. End of year round-ups have described this as “impeccable” I cannot wait to find out if I agree.
Shuggie Bain – Douglas Stuart (Picador)
I went through a spate of reading the Booker Prize winning novels as soon as possible after their win and for a couple of years worked my way through both short and longlists but the book that put me off this was “Lincoln In The Bardo” by George Saunders, a book I did not see winning one of literature’s most prestigious prizes back in 2017. I know I should have read by now last year’s joint-winning “Girl, Woman, Other” which featured on this list last year but I will do and I hope I won’t hesitate as long before reading this. I have been on the list for a library copy since this made the shortlist but I’m likely to end up buying it before long. It seems a book which is getting both critical and popular acclaim for it’s tale of a tough upbringing in 1980’s Glasgow. The Telegraph was one of a number of publications who had it as their book of the year saying that “it will scramble your heart and expand your mind“.
The Devil And The Dark Water – Stuart Turton (Raven Books)
Aha, Stuart Turton. No stranger to this list. His debut “Seven Deaths Of Evelyn Hardcastle” featured in my 2018 picks and ended up picking up The First Novel award at the Costas. It has been sitting on my Kindle since then and I just haven’t got round to it. This may be because I’m always asking people who have read it what they thought and their opinions have been a bit more mixed than I was expecting but now he has written something else which seems right up my street. This is a chunky, historical whodunnit set on board ship in the seventeenth century. Chosen by the very watchable TV series “Between The Covers” as a Book of The Week, this got the thumbs-up from the celebrity reviewers and has been described in end of year round-ups as a “fiendish maritime mystery.” The chronological obsessive reader in me is pushing me towards “Evelyn Hardcastle” first, but then that might mean it would take me some time to get to this and I’m not sure if I am prepared to wait.
A Dutiful Boy- Mohsin Zaidi (Square Peg)
I’m finishing my list as I started with another memoir which has attracted a good share of praise. Subtitled ” A memoir of a gay Muslim’s journey to acceptance” this feels like it would have parallels to a couple of other books I have read “Unicorn” by Amrou Al-Kadhi, which this year has gone on to win both a Somerset Maugham and Polari award and a flawed but very enjoyable YA novel “How It All Blew Up” by Arvin Ahmadi. It’s combination of religion and sexuality also brings to mind the “Rainbow Milk” novel I highlighted earlier. Of this Lord Michael Cashman has said it is “A real page-turner that sparks with humanity and hope“. After the year we have all had this would seem like a great reading choice.
What books did you not get around to reading this year?