#1 The Land of Green Plums by Herta Müller. Litfic.
A semi-autobiographical novel from a Nobel laureate about growing up in Ceaușescu’s Romania. Sometimes painful, often chilling and always haunting.
Remarkable.
#38 The Afternoon Tea Murders by Helena Dixon. Costa historical mystery.
I really like this WW2 series in which secret war work inevitably leads to murder. I thought the plot in this one was a bit thin, but that won’t stop me reading more.
#36 The Waves by Virginia Woolf. Classic fiction.
Regularly included in lists of the best books ever written and I can see why, though I found the characters a little too precious to be engaging. It’s especially haunting as a foreshadowing of Woolf’s untimely end.
#37 The Summer Book by Tove Jansson. Fictionalised memoir?
An odd little book, and I mean that in a good way. The tale of a grandmother and a granddaughter spending a summer on an island in the Gulf of Finland. Wholesome, poignant and thought-provoking.
#22 Still Waters by ECR Lorac. Classic crime.
Clever, twisty 1949 whodunnit set in rural Lancashire (NOT the Lake District, despite what it says on the cover). An absolutely cracking read.
Proofreading this beauty for the final print today and it is utterly brilliant. A post-WW1 forbidden gay love story that also deals with class divide and PTSD. An unbelievably good read from an amazing writer 😍