One day someone will read my blog and ask me to review books for their magazine or publication! That is the hope. To read all day and get paid (or even to be given books!!) would be amazing.
Anyway… I digress… todays book is by NZ author Laurence Fearnley again. Why is it that every novel by a kiwi (that has been published within the last ten years and that I have read) has this cool, dreary tone about it? A slow, pondorous, introspective tone. If you read any of the books by NZers that I have blogged about lately you will know what I mean.
This book was a sad love story between an older man and a young girl. They are brought together in unusual circumstances as Edwin searches to find his mother that he hasn’t seen since he was seven. This story is about an unravelling and a coming together and it is beautiful but it is also tragic. However, at the end, it was redeeming. A true love story for those who can’t stand vapid, sappy ones.