Books of the Month – November 2011

Y.A. Erskine’s The Brotherhood was November’s best read for me. It is a debut novel from an Australian female author (the Y is for Yvette) about the shooting of a Tasmanian policeman and is a truly outstanding novel. It unfolds in a series of chapters each from the perspective of a different person involved in the events surrounding the shooting – the rookie policewoman who was with the policeman when he was shot, the Commissioner of the force, the policeman’s wife and so on. This structure works wonderfully and allows Erskine to explore a range of social themes without once preaching at readers. I loved this book and on reflection I think I was unfair only giving it 4.5 stars when I reviewed it first and have since upped it to a 5. I have found myself discussing it, recommending it and reflecting upon the ideas it raised on multiple occasions since finishing it. My only regret is that it is difficult enough to get your hands on a copy here in Oz, I imagine it’s impossible overseas.

I did quite a bit of reading for the month so have a fair few other recommended reads (anything rated 3 or more) too:

Megan Abbott’s The End of Everything is a book I am still mulling over. The writing is outstanding but I remain unconvinced about the credibility of the story and characters. For me the story lost punch towards the end but I am in the minority going by lots of other reviews. I never did end up giving this one a rating but it would be at least a 3.

Andrea Camilleri’s The Track of Sand sees Inspector Montalbano in his 12th adventure investigating the disappearance of a horse corpse and becoming involved with a sultry female jockey. The plot was a bit woolly in parts but the gorgeously translated humour and the further development of Montalbano’s myriad character traits make this a worthwhile, and delightfully short, read. My rating 3.5

I shoe-horned Jane Casey’s The Burning into my Irish reading challenge (because I don’t have the energy for Tana French’s 700+ page tomes) and thoroughly enjoyed the book. It starts out being about a serial killer but quickly (and thankfully) turns into something else entirely as Maeve Kerrigan gets pulled from her team’s investigation into a series of linked deaths to investigate a case that was thought to be part of the sequence but has enough differences to warrant individual attention. my rating 3.5

I mooched Kate Charles’ Evil Intent quite some time ago and couldn’t remember why when I plucked it from my TBR shelves for the What’s in a name Challenge. It’s a terrific book about a new female priest in the Anglican church who becomes embroiled in a murder investigation. Alongside a very engaging whodunnit there is a thoughtful exploration of issues impacting the modern Anglican church and a depiction of English ‘journalism’ that, if even vaguely accurate, makes me very glad to live somewhere else. My rating 4.5

Shamini Flint’s A Most Peculiar Malaysian Murder sees Singaporean Police Inspector Singh go to Malaysia to ensure that the rights of Singapore citizen Chelsea Liew are not trampled on after her arrest for the murder of her Malaysian ex husband. As with many of the books I read this month the social issues explored in the book are at least as interesting as the crime solving and I enjoyed reading about a culture with two legal systems operating and what can happen when these clash. My rating 4.

Australian author John M Green’s Born to Run is a political thriller set in the near future in which Isabel Diaz looks set to become America’s first female president until her campaign derails and her various supporters and opponents have a kind of battle of wills. It’s an old-fashioned romp which I enjoyed very much. My rating 3.5

The sixth instalment of Kerry Greenwood’s Corinna Chapman, Cooking the Books, series was a delight to read,  managing to be light and breezy without treating readers as if they are simpletons (something I find too frequently with cosy mysteries these days). Corinna has to take her baking skills to the set of a new TV drama where someone is playing mean practical jokes on the star of the show. Corinna’s boyfriend Daniel meanwhile is investigating the theft of some bonds from a young accounting intern who is being bullied by the firm she works for. My rating 3.5

Mari Jungstedt’s The Dead of Summer is a Swedish police procedural which follows the investigation into the shooting of a construction company owner while on his summer holidays. I’d not read any previous books in the series but found this one engaging and easy enough to pick up for someone new to the series. There’s a nice mixture of investigative narrative as well as the personal lives of the police and journalists working the case and a satisfying (if slightly obvious) resolution. My rating 3.5

Sofi Oksanen’s Purge tells the stories of Aliide, an elderly widow living in an isolated house in a half-deserted Estonian village in the early 1990′s. One day she finds a young girl collapsed outside her house and, against her better judgement (who might be watching and who will they tell?), she brings the “dishrag of a girl” into her home where she, warily and sparingly, provides nourishment and aid. Over the course of the novel we travel backwards and forwards in time to learn the histories of the women who have both had traumatic experiences which have left deep physical and psychological scars. I loved the structure of the book and the insight it provided into a part of world history I am fairly ignorant about. Aliide is not all likeable but she is a magnificent character. My rating 4.

I had a lot of listening hours for one reason or another this month and did some re-listening of Chris Grabenstein‘s John Ceepak novels. They are just as good again and I am looking forward to the release of number 6 next year (though wish I didn’t have to wait until May).

Other, non-review related posts this month

Next month?
Right now I’m reading Dregs by Jørn Lier Horst (very good it is too), and have a Polish book (Zygmunt Miloszewski’s Entaglement), an Irish one (Aifric Campbell’s The Loss Adjustor <– not crime fiction !!!), a Spanish one (Eugenio Fuentes’ At Close Quarters) and two Australian ones (Syliva Johnson’s Watch out For Me and Gary Corby’s The Ionia Sanction which actually takes place in Ancient Greece) I definitely want to read before the end of the year. Oh and this morning I noticed Deon Meyer’s Trackers was on special at audible and I have a voucher that would make it free so I might be making a virtual trip to South Africa as well.

What about you…was November a good reading month? Did you have a favourite book? Or did you acquire anything you’re itching to read? Any issue you need to get off your chest?

Review: The End of Everything by Megan Abbott

This is a book I would like to have read for a book club as there are several aspects of it that I can’t quite make up my mind about and I’d enjoy discussing some of these nuances with others.. They are the sorts of things I can’t really go into in any depth in the review because it would constitute unacceptable (to me) spoiling so this is less of a review and more of a series of questions I cannot really answer.

Lizzie and Evie are 13-year old best friends. One day as they leave school Lizzie is picked up by her mother, leaving Evie to walk home alone but she disappears. In the frenzy of police interviews and schoolyard gossip which follows Lizzie is left to piece together what happened and yearn for her friend’s return. A few days after the disappearance Lizzie remembers something that directs the investigation towards a local man who has also disappeared but it is not clear early on whether the two events are connected.

The book is told in the present tense from Lizzie’s point of view, neither of which are my favourite forms of narrative and in combination they could have sounded the death knell early on. However Abbott has used both the point of view and the tense to perfection, using the first to beautifully depict the self-absorbed narcissism of being 13 and the second to envelop the reader cloyingly in Lizzie’s world. I was definitely seeing things from this particular 13 year-old’s perspective rather than utilising any of my own experiences of being that age though. As the book progressed the language and thoughts Lizzie started to express seemed far too adult and atypical for girls of that age. I suppose one could argue that the circumstances Lizzie found herself in prompted a faster than normal maturation but I did not get the feeling that this is what the author was trying to convey. Then again, Lizzie is the ultimate unreliable narrator – there are dreams, memories and longings that become quite mixed up so readers are not sure what is real and what imagined – so maybe it is in keeping that her narrative voice is not entirely authentic? Or maybe there is an even bigger gulf than I imagined between life in the US and life here in Australia?

Part of the reason I grew less accepting of Lizzie’s voice was that all the young girls in the book (i.e. Evie and and her older sister Dusty in addition to Lizzie) are depicted with the kinds of thoughts about sex and sexuality that I don’t think are typical. One would have been believable but, for me, three was far less so, especially as they all arrived at their beliefs independently. In the same way I found it difficult to swallow that all the dad-age men in the novel were somewhere on the spectrum of sexual predator. I guess Abbott was exploring the ‘you never know what’s lurking in suburbia’ theme but I certainly found the book less successful as it went on when just about everyone turned out to be at least slightly debauched. To me, one or two such characters are more believable than an entire cast but perhaps I am missing a larger point?

Both the time and place of the book are left very vague and I assume this is a deliberate strategy to focus our attention more keenly on the people at the heart of the story and their very narrow world of neighbouring houses. I imagine Abbott thinks we don’t need to concern ourselves with anything larger than that in terms of place and this aspect of the novel worked well. An interview I read with Abbott suggests the book is set ‘in the 1980′s’ (I think later in the decade but am not really basing this on much other than use of the phrase ‘school lockdown’)  which fits with the novel’s general sense of a more innocent time than today. I thought the adults, including police, were perhaps a bit too naive but then in the suburbs of my youth (I turned 13 in 1980) we lived in the shadow of the unsolved and high profile disappearances of 5 children in two separate incidents some years earlier, so perhaps in this one respect my own experience was not quite the norm.

I really would not classify this as crime fiction but I don’t mean that as a criticism in any way, I simply think it has wider appeal and really follows none of the conventions or tropes of the genre. If it were a book written by someone who wasn’t already identified as a crime writer I think this would more easily have slipped neatly into a general or literary fiction category.

If you had asked me at somewhere just after the half-way point of this novel what my rating would be I’d have anticipated a 4 or even a 4.5 for what was a very compelling story quite beautifully written (Abbott really does have a way with words). But then the book started to lose its punch for me by having virtually everyone turn out to be the same kind of creepy character and every relationship containing some element of abuse. And just to be contrary with myself I found the ending disappointing because it was all a bit too neat and not as dark as I thought the story deserved. Overall though I’m glad I read the book and it is one I can imagine discussing with gusto with other readers of it and possibly even having my opinions of it changed over time.

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The End of Everything has been reviewed all over the place but I’ve linked to ones that provide some range of views: Book Smugglers (warning there are a few spoilers here but it’s a good review which raises some interesting discussion points), Just a Normal Girl in London, Mostly FictionReadings Bookshop blog

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My rating 3.5? 3? I’m really not sure
Publisher Pan Macmillan [2011]
ISBN 9780330533829
Length 244 pages
Format trade paperback
Book Series standalone
Source I borrowed it from the library

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