It seems to be that I average about 7 books a month, this month its 9, but does it matter? I loathe it when reading becomes a race, a competition. I don't set myself any kind of reading goals. I'm here to enjoy the pursuit and pen a review or two when a publisher has entrusted their books to me, which isn't so often these days but so be it. I'm old and the impression I get from social media is that young is beautiful. Enough.
First up this month was Listen by Michel Faber. (A review is on its way....) Yes, it is Michel Faber of The Crimson Petal and the White fame but hold fire before you hyperventilate with excitement because this is a non fiction book. It's ostensibly about music but it's more to do with the hows and the whys of listening to music. It is very much his personal view and I would warn Spandau Ballet fans that the book might not please them. 😉
A library book next, and the winner of the Waterstone's debut novel prize, Ferdia Lennon's Glorious Exploits. I feel quite smug here because the library didn't have a copy. I thought they should! So they invited me to complete a form making a case for why they should purchase the book for the library. I did. And so did they! It meant that I was the first person to read this library book and for no good reason that pleased me greatly. It's a poignant, bittersweet tale of Syracuse and Euripides and the power of stories. Lampo and Gelon somehow had me thinking Rosencrantz anad Guildenstern, Waiting for Godot with their lopsided friendship.
After a couple of more intense reads I lightened things up with the latest offering from Ann Cleeves, The Dark Wives. It's a Vera Stanhope mystery and if you've read others in the series you know exactly what to expect and this is no disappointment. My introduction to Vera was via the TV series and when I read I see and hear Brenda Blethyn. It's an example of how sometimes the TV adaptation is the catalyst for a rewarding reading experience. I think I've read all of the Vera books. I've got several of the Shetland series on my TBR shelf.
The next two books I read were sent to me by Quercus Books. Two novellas by Simon Mason - reviews to follow, I know I've got behind....😞 I loved Mason's previous Wilkins novels, two detectives within the same surname but polar opposites. These little novellas feature The Finder who is a specialist in locating missing persons from cold cases. They may be novellas but they pass as much punch as full length novels. Completely absorbing, quite complex, yet easy to read.
I enjoy reading short stories. I enjoy knowing that I can read a complete story within a shorter space of time. Most of the short story collections I read these days are from the incredible Fly on the Wall Press, a one woman show founded in 2018 by Isabelle Kenyon. She has the knack of selecting authors who have created unnerving and off kilter fictional landscapes that can range from futuristic dystopian to ethereal fairy tale narratives. This latest collection is Victoria Richard's Sylvia Plath Watches Us Sleep. Stories about grief and dysfunction that are unsettling yet addictive.