Owing to ongoing issues, I’ve clubbed together two months, especially as I didn’t get much read in November.
October
Unseen Academicals, Terry Pratchett
Although in some
ways this may be my least favourite of the Discworld novels doubtless
owing to my lack of interest in football, I still fell in love with the
new characters and again with the old, and I laughed during the match
and smiled by the end of the book. This still carries all the charm and
magic of Terry’s world. I’ve not hurried to read the last few novels I
had to read because I knew they were the last, so in a wacky sense I was
almost saving them even though I’m sure Terry would have told me that
was a dangerous thing to do being none of us know how long we have.
Terry is sorely missed and so will be the books he may have written, but
he’s left us with a legacy that will now be my pleasure to begin all
over again.
Agatha Raisin and the Terrible Tourist, (audio), M.C.Beaton, read by Penelope Keith
This
time Agatha takes a holiday in search of love, but finds herself caught
up in another murder investigation. Surprisingly, the new setting
worked well, treating the audience to a tangle of both Agatha being a
suspect, and her increasingly muddled love life.
Lost Girl, Adam Nevill
I might well vote this to be the author’s
best book. By that I don’t mean my favourite, which sounds odd when I’ve
called it the best. I’ve not read all the author’s titles yet, though I
intend to. The subject of the book — the desperate search by a father
for his missing child — is a hard topic to like best, but I also have an
outstanding favourite that, as much as I adore this writer’s work, any
other title may well struggle to knock off the top spot.
In Lost Girl, we’re treated to a writer getting almost every sentence
right. Every emotion. Every self-doubt, self-loathing, conviction to do
what he must for the sake of his little girl. I doubt someone who
wasn’t a parent could have written this, and part of the well-captured
horror is the question of our capacity to become the monster when
someone threatens those we love, even when the ultimate blame lies with
those who cause the terrible things they might force others to do.
For those looking for the supernatural element in Nevill’s work, it’s
here but is a subtext to a warped mind in a warped world that isn’t as
far off as we would like. This glimpse of a possible, even probable
future pulls on the heartstrings as much as the plight of ‘the father’
in this prescient warning. I wouldn’t call this horror, though there are
horrific elements. This novel crosses genres. Horror, thriller, drama,
crime… whatever one wants to call it, the author led this reader
willingly towards a satisfying conclusion.
October October, Katya Balen
Picking a book at random from my book
mountain, I saw this and thought, well, it’s October, so why not choose
this? I wanted to love this book as much as so many others do. Fine,
I’m not the intended audience, but adults are the ones who decide the
best books for children and at what age. I wanted the book to leave me
smiling, but I felt torn in so many ways all the way through.
At first, I was on October’s side. This book makes you feel how
stifled she feels in London and longs for wide-open skies. In this, she
was close to my heart. Yet I also wondered about her father having
raised her entirely in the woods. There’s little of practical home
schooling, no arrangements of what would happen to her if something
happened to her father… which is exactly what occurs. Despite who is at
fault, and even that is a grey area leaving me feeling they’re all to
blame, the point is no one seemed to consider the possibility of a
child’s care if the worst happened. No one seems to much care about her
natural development and how she would cope in the outside world should
it ever become necessary or something she might want. Then she’s ripped
out of the only life she’s known into an alien environment that’s
understandably frightening with a woman she doesn’t want to know.
And at that point in her life, I felt it unfair to have someone who
left her own daughter at such a young age thrust upon her. I felt the
unfairness of childhood when you have no say. For practical reasons
alone, there is of course a good reason for October to know her mother —
so that she wouldn’t end up in the situation she finds herself in, but
why did this woman disappear for so long only attempting, poorly, to
communicate rather than show up? If they were going to force the issue,
why not do it when October was younger? The opportunities to explain and
help October understand in her informative years seem entirely
overlooked. I understand and sympathised that the father couldn’t live
in the mother’s world and vice versa but they are parents and this seems
to be something they should have worked out beforehand and, when times
got tough, considered what’s best for their child, not just up and
please themselves.
Both parents come across as selfish, so it’s hardly surprising
October acts selfishly sometimes. Perhaps the parents’ behaviour goes
someway to explain why October seems younger than her years. And the
idea this girl from the woods could fit into a school, especially after
her behaviour when she first arrives, is unrealistic. In reality, she’d
be a perfect candidate for bullying. I’ve also spent many a minute
wondering where these woods are an hour and a half away from London
where they can live with scarce interaction with the outside world or
the education authority — you have to prove you’re educating your child
to a standard if you opt for home schooling. Much of the plot is
unrealistic, so to enjoy the book it’s necessary to set all that aside.
I’m happy to say the lessons she learns about the owl are painful but
important, and the underlying themes are good, especially that of
parents being apart doesn’t mean they don’t both love you (dealt with
better in Mrs Doubtfire), but these subjects weren’t delved into deeply
enough. On a good point, the first person tone and style work well for
the book and young readers. The author makes October’s world, both good
and bad, come to life. Given more depth and developmental edits, this
could have been a splendid book instead of good.
The Watch House, Robert Westall
If I call this a pleasant read it
may give the wrong impression for a ghost story, but it’s still
atmospheric and I liked the cast of interesting characters, the unusual
setting, different ghosts, and background stories. An excellent read for
younger readers but absorbing enough for some adults.
November
All Hallows, Christopher Golden
An easy enjoyable
read. I throughly lived in the world of Parmenter Road and the
characters who inhabit the place. The Haunted Woods allowed me to
experience the kind of Halloween and Trick or Treat that’s uncommon in
the UK be it with more than horror thrown in than anyone is prepared
for. A spooky piece of entertainment both teens and adults will enjoy
with fully-fledged characters that live on the page and make you feel
for them. Some of the facts about the true horror came across as a
little vague but this adds to the sense of bewilderment and fear. I
liked that some aspects weren’t what they seemed. Can’t call this scary,
though.
The Uglimen, Mark Morris
I can’t say I found this scary, though a
couple of moments made me pause, but I loved the quite disturbing ideas
that went into this. This may not be terrifying but it’s an enjoyable
read, and one that’s kept me entertained through a not so great time.