Essential books of the noughties…

Penguin Essentials are “some of the twentieth-century’s most important books. When they were first published they changed the way we thought about literature and about life. And they have remained vital reading ever since.”
I’m sure you’ll agree that they make an interesting collection of modern classics, and pictured below are some of the titles in this series.

The good folk at Penguin recently ran a little competition for book-bloggers to suggest some titles for an imagined selection of essentials for the noughties. Which books that were published between 2000 and 2010 would we recommend for a new 21st century series (not necessarily Penguin titles).

I took up the challenge, but decided to limit myself to books I had actually read.  Here are my picks, and read on for my own competition/giveawat at the bottom of this post …

  1. The Road by Cormac McCarthy (2006) – Prizewinning – and a strangely beautiful read for a book set during a nuclear winter, and one of the saddest stories I’ve ever read.
  2.  The Good Man Jesus & the Scoundrel Christ by Philip Pullman (2010) – Controversial – A master storyteller pares the plot of the ‘greatest story ever told’ down to the bones, and finds something new in it.
  3. Winter’s bone by Daniel Woodrell  (2006) – A new kind of noir – In a mere 193 pages, you get a icy clear picture of the hard life in the brutal winter of the Ozark mountains. Although there’s little cheer, the teenaged heroine Ree has a true pioneer spirit and you root for her from page one on her quest to find her Pa.
  4. Never let me go by Kazuo Ishiguro (2005) – Speculative – This spare and unsettling novel is set in a near future that could so easily happen.
  5. Let the Right One in by John Ajvide Lindqvist (2004) – Simply the best vampire novel I’ve read, and I’ve read a lot of them. (2004)
  6. Remarkable creatures by Tracy Chevalier (2009) – Ground-breaking women – The fictionalised story of Mary Anning and the Victorian fossil hunters. Chevalier really brings her characters and the period to life. My favourite of her novels.
  7. The Elegance of the Hedgehog by Muriel Barbery (2008) – Very French – The French have a tradition of philosophical novels, and this one following the inhabitants of a Parisian apartment block is no exception. Utterly charming.
  8. Old filth by Jane Gardam (2004) – At the height of her powers – The story of a retired judge who was an orphan of the Raj.  Funny, moving and understated.
  9. The time traveller’s wife by Audrey Niffenegger (2003) – A phenomenon – This book does required persistence at first to get into, but within about fifty pages I was hooked.  The first book for ages back then that made me cry.
  10. The Uncommon reader by Alan Bennett (2007) – National Treasure – Pure wit and whimsy but as it features Her Maj will have staying power.  A perfect little read, and I giggled out loud all the way through.

So that was my ten.  Do you agree with any of them?

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Now to my competition/giveaway…

What book originally published between 2000 and 2010 would you add to my list, and why?

It’s not really a competition as I will pick winners at random until I get homes for all the prizes.  Thanks to the lovely folk at Penguin, I have eight of the current Penguin Essentials series to giveaway …  the titles on offer are those you saw at the top of the page, repeated below.   Pick which title you prefer, or go for a lucky dip.  I will send worldwide, (surface outside Europe).

      • Brideshead Revisited by Evelyn Waugh
      • On the Road by Jack Kerouac
      • Cold Comfort Farm by Stella Gibbons
      • A Clockwork Orange by Anthony Burgess
      • Breakfast at Tiffany’s by Truman Capote
      • Out of Africa by Karen Blixen
      • A Confederacy of Dunces by John Kennedy Toole
      • Cats Cradle by Kurt Vonnegut

Prepare to be uplifted, but hankies at the ready …

Ways To Live Forever by Sally Nicholls

List No 1 Five facts about me
1. My name is Sam.
2. I am eleven years old.
3. I collect stories and fantastic facts.
4. I have leukaemia.
5. By the time you read this, I will probably be dead.

The above quote from the very start of this amazing book sets you up for the roller-coaster ride that will be Sam’s last months.  Sam knows he’s going to die, and he has so many questions about it; but they’re all  ones that nobody ever answers.

His home tutor suggests he writes a book about himself, and this is a task that Sam sets to with dedication, sometimes aided by his best friend Felix, who also has cancer.  The resulting book is a story of Sam’s last months, his bucket-list and how he tries to achieve it all, together with discussions of all those difficult questions.

We also meet Sam’s family – his pesky little sister Ella who can’t understand why she has to go to school and Sam doesn’t; his Dad, who finds it hard to talk about things and fervently hopes that Sam isn’t as ill as he really is; and his Mum, who is finding it equally hard, but knows the score.

I constantly welled up reading this book, yet Sam was so brave, inquisitive and happy for such a lot of the time that it was hard to remain sad – there was lots to chuckle about.   The agony of Sam’s parents was hard to take – they suffered more than Sam who, although a thoroughly normal eleven year old and obsessed by all the usual things, was accepting of his fate and determined not to waste time.

This book wasn’t in the least bit sentimental or patronising.  It is, like its young lead, curious about dying. It is also both questionning and matter of fact, yet has an immensely strong emotional core.  You cannot fail to be uplifted by Sam and the memories he will leave behind to live forever.

This is another one of those books, like Mark Haddon’s The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night Time, that is a true crossover read. Written in the first instance for older children, adults will find it a wonderful read too – albeit in a slightly different way.

It will really help you understand what it can be like to live with such an illness in a family.  I cannot recommend it highly enough. (10/10)

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I bought my copy.  To buy from, click below:
Ways To Live Forever

One of the other bests of Beryl …

The Birthday Boys by Beryl Bainbridge.

Now I’ve read three novels by the late great Dame Beryl Bainbridge, I can truly say that she has become one of my favourite authors, and I can’t wait to read more.  She was a master of succinctly getting to the heart of the matter.  Her novels aren’t long in pages or words, not a word is wasted, but they are absolutely full of detail, in the setting and landscape, particularly in the emotional makeup of her characters.

This is never more true than in her 1991 novel of Scott’s last expedition to the Antarctic, The Birthday Boys.

Coincidentally, I started reading this novel the day before the BBC screened a fascinating programme in which Ben Fogle journeyed to the Antarctic to see Scott’s Hut which is being conserved in situ as an historic site. (Link to iplayer here).  It helped to bring the book even more to life. Beryl cleverly re-tells the story from the perspectives of the five men in the team who went on the final push to the South Pole.

Each man takes a portion of the narrative, starting off in London with Petty Officer ‘Taff’ Evans, a Welshman who although patriotic to the core, is rather a brawler, and prone to causing embarassment. Fundraising in Wales, he helps Scott whom they all refer to as ‘The Owner’ to get vital donations, but then blots his copybook by getting drunk with the Cardiff city flag the Mayor had given them. He’s always repentent after these interludes though, looks forward to setting off, but will miss his rather long-suffering wife.  His account, seen from the ordinary rating’s point of view takes us through the preparations to the point of setting sail.

The story is then taken over by the expedition’s chief scientist and medic, Dr Wilson, known to all as ‘Uncle Bill’.  Wilson is worried about the condition of the leaky ship, but can’t wait to get to their first stop in the Caribbean and some bird watching.  Wilson is Scott’s main sounding-board and support throughout the expedition, and helps Scott through many difficult decisions.

The Owner takes the middle segment.  Scott, although a naval man, is given to much soul-searching and introspection.  He can turn it on when he needs to, but comes across as rather indecisive.  Oates is always questioning his authority – particularly his decision to bring horses rather than dogs for the race to the pole.  Scott’s expedition was as we know, more than just a race, there was a serious scientific side to it also and he is a real detail man.  When they return to their old hut, he is disappointed to find a window has been left open, and the inside has become all iced up…

I’m inclined to think to must have been Shackleton’s party of 1909 who left the window open, not us. After all, we had plenty of time, whereas Shackleton’s lot had to bolt for the Nimrod in the lull of a blizzard. In the circumstances the securing of windows was the last thing on their minds, and then, of course, Shackleton was never a man for detail. All the same, I cannot understand the mentality of people so shallow, so lacking in foresight as to act in such a manner. Surely it’s a mark of civilised human behaviour to leave a place in the condition one would wish to find it. One would think they had walked out of an hotel in some modern town, not a shelter in the most uninhabitable spot on earth, a refuge which could mean the difference between life and death to those who follow after. Such carelessness transgresses all the boundaries of common courtesy, and plunged me into depression.

… So no love lost there then!  Scott also rages inwardly at all the weaknesses he perceives of the crew, especially malingering …

The tents are struck, the rugs come off the horses, the sledges are loaded, the dogs wrestled into submission – and still I wait.  Attempting to get everyone off on time is like trying to spoon treacle back into a tin with a feather.

The fourth section of the story is taken up by Lieutenant Henry Bowers, a giant of a man and seemingly unflappable and  indefatigable. But even he is pushed to the limit by the expedition’s scientific offshoot when he accompanies Dr Wilson to visit an emperor penguin colony which takes far, far longer to reach than they anticipate.

The final push to the pole is narrated by Captain Titus Oates, and we all know the ending.  Oates, a loner, who has served for years in India, has remained an enigma throughout the story until now. He is the opposite of Wilson, being Scott’s fiercest critic, yet in the end, he comes to appreciate that Scott’s concerns for his fellow man made him a hero, and Oates accepts his fate with equanimity.

Each of the five has a distinct tale to tell and their characters come through really strongly, as does the inhospitable Antarctic – essentially the sixth character in this book.  Bainbridge has really brought the expedition to life, finding the inner voices of them all, which are the opposite of all the stiff upper lip on display, and the blind obeying of orders.   In her hands, Scott is both sympathetic and flawed – held back by indecision, totally deflated by Amundsen’s not being a good sport, a meticulous planner, yet always able to rally the men.

As in the other fact meets fiction novel of hers that I’ve read, Every Man for Himself about the Titanic, Bainbridge really inhabits her characters, they feel impeccably well-drawn and researched but she never resorts to purely telling us what happens.

I’ve got another six Bainbridge novels on the shelves, including the one that recently won the ‘Best of Beryl’ Booker poll, Master Georgie set in the Crimean War, and several of her earlier fiction books.  I shall look forward to reading them all in due course.  I desperately want to read lots of other books about polar exploration now too, including Rannulph Fiennes’ biography of Captain Scott.  I also want to re-watch the DVD of the fine miniseries about Shackleton (starring my fave Kenneth Brannagh), and read Mrs Chippy’s Last Expedition – the fictionalised story of the cat on board the Endurance.

The Birthday Boys is a fine picture of a tragedy that really happened; a portrait of a golden age of Polar exploration that’s gone, and I loved it – if you read it I hope you enjoy it too.  (10/10)

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I bookswapped for my book. To buy from, click below:

By Dame Beryl Bainbridge:
The Birthday Boys
Every Man for Himself
Master Georgie

Further reading:
Journals: Captain Scott’s Last Expedition (Oxford World’s Classics)
Captain Scott by Sir Rannulph Fiennes

and about Shackleton:
South: The Endurance Expedition by Ernest Shackleton
Mrs. Chippy’s Last Expedition: The Remarkable Journal of Shackleton’s Polar-Bound Cat by Caroline Alexander.
Shackleton [DVD] starring Kenneth Branagh

Oh, to be young and in NYC…

The Good Fairies of New York by Martin Millar

Dinnie, an overweight enemy of humanity, was the worst violinist in New York, but was practicing gamely when two cute little fairies stumbled through his fourth floor window and vomited on the carpet.

The opening line from this novel is a cracker. Heather and Morag are the two young fairies in question, with dyed hair and punk kilts. They are friends, but from different Scottish clans and each claim to be the best fiddler in all Scotland. Being wild young things, they’ve ended up in New York after getting into a scrape with the MacLeods.   Heather and Morag are just like many young humans, they like to drink, dance, have fun, eat magic mushrooms – it’s just they’re only eighteen inches high, have wings, and can’t be seen by most humans.

They soon fall out, and Morag goes to live with Kerry over the road. Kerry suffers from Crohn’s disease, is compiling a Celtic flower alphabet, and loves Johnny Thunders guitar solos.  Meanwhile Heather decides that Kerry is the girl for Dinnie, and in exchange for teaching him to play the violin properly, she will get Kerry to fall for the fat slob.  Bound up in this central will they, won’t they romance being engineered for Dinnie and Kerry, there is the quest for Kerry’s missing flower, the ghost of Johnny Thunders looking for his old guitar, and unrest amongst the fairies back in Cornwall, not to mention the legendary McPherson violin.  Heather and Morag also manage to upset all the other fairy tribes in the city at some stage with their high-spirited feud.

This novel is great fun, and it’s choc-a-block full of energy.  The young fairies, in their youthful acts of rebellion, bring chaos and anarchy to the Big Apple in a fast moving, raunchy and comic romp. The Neil Gaiman endorsement caught my eye, and while it’s fair to say I didn’t love it as much as he does, it was a jolly good read.  (8/10)  NB: Strong language etc.

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The Good Fairies of New York by Martin Millar

A fine backwoods thriller…

The Terror of Living by Urban Waite

It was the quote from Daniel Woodrell (an author of whom I’m a huge fan, see here), on the cover that made me instantly want to read this book, a debut novel set in the backwoods border country near Seattle.  To all outward appearances it’s a crime thriller, set in the murky and violent world of drug smuggling, but it also felt very like a modern western, grounded in Cormac McCarthy territory.  At it’s heart are two men, the hunter and the hunted, and when a third enters the story, their roles will be turned around again and again.

Hunt is an ex-convict.  He lives quietly on a small ranch with his wife Nora. They struggle to make ends meet, so Hunt takes on the occasional drug-smuggling job.  When he’s asked to take a new young lad on the latest trip to help bring the drugs down from the mountain drop on horseback, the moment he sees the boy he feels something will go wrong.

Drake is a deputy Sheriff.  He patrols the backwoods up from Seattle to the border with Canada.  He’s recently married to Sheri, and still trying to shake off the shadow of his father who used to be a Sheriff, but is now in prison for drug smuggling.

Drake spots a city car parked on a logging road in the middle of nowhere, and decides to investigate.  This will spark off a whole chain of events that will lead to a trail of murder, mayhem and an awful lot of spilled blood as a hitman is hired to mete out punishments and allow the nasty men at the top of the tree recover the drugs when it all goes up the creek.   It’s not just Hunt and his associates that are at risk from the hitman, it soon becomes clear that Drake will be targeted too, and he teams up with Agent Driscoll from the DEA to see the case through.

This novel was a compulsive read and so bloody!  Once Grady the psychotic hitman arrives on the scene, things start to happen in true serial killer fashion.  But the story is not his, it’s of Hunt and Drake – two men who are very alike in character.  Both have done their time, Hunt in actual jail, Drake living down the shame of his father.   They’re so similar that sometimes I was confused which one I was reading about – the only criticism I really have about this rather good book.  I did rather like the dry DEA Officer, Driscoll – for some reason I kept picturing him as Dan Ackroyd; Driscoll had a feel of Elwood Blues about him!

If you can cope with all the blood, this is a fine debut thriller with a superb setting and a classic cat and mouse chase at its heart. (9/10)

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The Terror of Living by Urban Waite

Growing up with Gaddafi

In the Country of Men by Hisham Matar

Since the escalation of political unrest in Libya recently, the author of this 2006 Booker shortlisted novel has been in demand to comment about living under Gaddafi – something he is particularly well placed to do.  His own family fled Libya for Egypt in 1979, and his father, a former UN diplomat and political dissident was kidnapped in 1990 in Cairo, while Matar was studying in London and Hisham has not seen him since. (source Wikipedia).

In the Country of Men is narrated by Suleiman looking back at the summer of 1979 when he was nine years old. That was to be the summer when he was exposed to the terror of living under a tyrannical regime, finding out that his father wasn’t a businessman but something to him that’s more sinister, for at nine, Suleiman cannot comprehend the secrecy and strain that being an active political dissident puts on the family.

Suleiman, one day, sees his father at the window of a house in town when he was meant to be abroad travelling.  He can’t believe his father has lied to him, and this will prove damaging to their relationship. His mother, who was forced into marriage with his father, seeks solace in her ‘medicine’, obtained under the counter from the baker, and in her drunken stupor tells Suleiman about her early years.  Then he has to stop playing with his best friend Kareem, whose father is taken away one afternoon on suspicion of treason …

The car pulled over in front of Kareen’s house. Kareem froze, as if his heart had dropped into his shoes. Four men got out, leaving the doors open. The car was like a giant dead moth in the sun. Three of the men ran inside the house, the fourth, who was the driver and seemed to be their leader, waited on the pavement. He smiled at the two fat brothers Masoud and Ali. I didn’t register then that he knew them. None of use had seen him before. He had a horrible face, pockmarked like pumice stone. His men reappeared, holding Ustath Rashid between them. He didn’t struggle. Auntie Salma trailed behind as if an invisible string connected her to her husband. The man with the pockmarked face slapped Ustath Rashid, suddenly and ferociously. It sounded like fabric tearing, it stopped Auntie Salma…

… Ustath Rashid looked towards us, and when his eyes met Kareem’s, his face changed. He looked like he was about to cry or vomit. Then he doubled over and began to cough. The men seemed not to know what to do. They looked at each other, then at Auntie Salma, who had one hand over her mouth, the other clasped around her braided hair that fell as thick as an anchor rope over her shoulder. They grabbed Ustath Rashid, threw him into the car, slammed the doors shut and sped between us, crushing our goal posts. I couldn’t see Ustath Rashid’s head between the two men sitting on either side of him in the back seat; he must have been coughing still.

The rumours start to fly, and everyone lives in fear that their family will be next to be accused of treason – there is a complex web of betrayals and back-scratching toadying.  In this poisonous atmosphere, Suleiman becomes fascinated by Sharief, the pockmarked abductor who starts watching his father’s house – and you know no good can come of it.

Matar is an extremely eloquent writer. There are some wonderful descriptions – The car was like a giant dead moth in the sun, yet when he has to, he can be brutal and matter of fact – in describing a hanging for instance.   The relationships between the boys, Suleiman and his friends are encapsulated by their games of oneupmanship and casual but hurtful joshing.  The book creates a vivid and sad picture of growing up under Gaddafi’s regime, and it was hard to believe that this is Matar’s first novel. Highly recommended. (8.5/10)

When I was at the Penguin blogger’s evening, I met Hisham, and heard him read from his new book, Anatomy of a disappearance.   After that event and reading Dovegreyreader’s glowing review, I snagged a copy and am very much looking forward to reading it.

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In the Country of Men
Anatomy of a Disappearance

Getting the right man for the job …

True Grit by Charles Portis

This was our Book Group choice for reading in March.  It’s fair to say that while no-one hated it, not everybody loved it like I did.  One thing that we were all agreed on though, was that Mattie Ross was a remarkable young heroine, however irritating she could be.

If you are only familiar with the 1969 film starring John Wayne as Marshall Reuben Cogburn, you’ll find that the film, although great fun, is quite different to the book.  The original movie is more of a star vehicle for Wayne, who indeed won an Oscar for his role in 1970.  The book, however, is narrated entirely by Mattie, who looks back on the adventure she had when she was fourteen on her quest to find Tom Chaney, her father’s murderer. This enabled me to disassociate my reading from the original movie somewhat. I’ve yet to see the Coen brothers’ recent movie, but I’m told it’s very close to the book and rather good – might have to wait for the DVD now though …

We had a lot of discussion about Mattie.  Was she really as determined and clever at fourteen, or was she remembering through the veil of age?  She certainly stepped up to take on the patriarchal role of her family.  We all loved the scene where she bargains with Stonehill, the auctioneer and stock dealer, over her father’s horses.  She has such tenacity, backed up with the threat of a writ from lawyer Daggett, that he gives in to the slip of a girl that has wit and brains way beyond normal girls her age.

She knows her own mind, when she asks the Sheriff about which Marshall she should hire, she makes an instant decision …

“Who is the best marshall they have?”
The Sheriff thought on it for a minute. He said, “I would have to weigh that proposition. There is near about two hundred of them. I reckon William Walters is the best tracker. He is a half-breed Commanche an it is something to see, watching him cut for sign. The meanest one is Rooster Cogburn. He is a pitiless man, double-tought, and fear don’t enter his thinking. He loves to pull a cork. Now L.T.Quinn, he brings his prisoners in alive. He may let one get by now and then, but he believes that even the worst of men is entitled to a fair shake. Also the court does not pay any fees for dead men. Quinn is a good peace officer and a lay preacher to boot. He will not plant evidence or abuse a prisoner.  He is as straight as a string. Yes I will say Quinn is about the best they have.”
I said, “Where can I find this Rooster?”

Arguably, it is Mattie herself that has the most true grit, as she wears down one man after another.  They don’t stand a chance against her, but she couldn’t do it without Rooster’s help though.

The first half of the book is full of wonderful exchanges, between Mattie and Stonehill, Mattie and LaBoeuf (also on the trail of Chaney), Mattie and Cogburn – the dialogue is absolutely sparkling.  Once they’re out on the trail, things do drag slightly; there’s too much about Rooster’s ‘biscuits’ and not enough scenery, (something that another classic western story, Riders of the Purple Sage by Zane Grey has in abundance, my review here).

Set as it is in the late 1800s, our group felt it had an authentic feel, the casual racism, the hanging Mattie steels her self to see at the beginning, the frontier town and pioneer spirit, we were amazed to find it was only written in 1968.  Like Donna Tartt, in the introduction to this edition, we also did a compare and contrast with Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz, (my review here).  Whereas Dorothy is a homemaker in training, Mattie is forging a path away from rather than back home.

Over the past months, I’ve really fallen for Westerns big-time – Lonesome Dove is on my bedside bookshelf now too.  This is another great read, and I heartily recommend it especially if, like me, you haven’t seen the Coen brothers’ film yet.  (9.5/10)

For another review of this book, read John Self’s here.

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True Grit by Charles Portis
True Grit [DVD] [1969]

Midweek Miscellany

It’s ages since I’ve done a post of miscellaneous musings … I used to number them, but the last one was so far back, I can’t be bothered to see what number I got up to – hope you don’t mind.   This time, I have a couple of links for you, a report back on the TBR dare, plus a few of the incoming books I hope to read sooner rather than later.

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  • Last week, Simon at Stuck in a Book ran a wonderful series of posts inspired by the BBC’s My Life in Books series of programmes a few weeks back. He asked bloggers and blog-readers a series of questions about their reading lives, then paired them up, and asked each pair to comment on each others’ choices without knowing their pairing. I was delighted to be asked and my pairing was posted last Friday. I was paired with Thomas of My Porch, a blogger whom I don’t really know well, but am getting to know better now. All seven posts in the series were brilliant, so do go and read them.
  • Secondly, I’ve updated my daughter’s page – see the tab at the top of the blog.  Now ten,  she’s written some capsule reviews of recent books she has enjoyed – heavy on the facts rather than fiction – like my side of the family, a quizzer in the making I’d wager!

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How did I do with the TBR Dare, hosted by Ready When You Are C.B.?  Well, with two little exceptions (I got sent two of the new Penguin Mini Modern Classics to review – see here), I only read books that had arrived at Gaskell Towers before December 31st 2010.   I know those included some proof copies that are only just published, but as long as they arrived before the dare started, they were fair game.  I also dug out a few titles that have been hanging around for ages and enjoyed them very much.

While personal circumstances have conspired to reduce the number of books I’ve been able to read since Jan 1,  I have acquired less new books too.  I loved browsing my shelves so much, that I hope to keep up a good level of reading from the TBR from now on, however,  I must admit there are a few recent arrivals that I am just itching to dive into …

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…and here they are:

  • The Good Fairies of New York: With an introduction by Neil Gaiman by Martin Millar, leapt out at me in the bookshop with it’s brightly coloured cover and recommendation from Neil Gaiman. It has fairies in kilts with badly dyed hair, A Midsummer Night’s Dream, a girl with Crohn’s disease, and Johnny Thunders guitar solos, and the worst violinist in New York. Sounds totally zany and fun!
  • The Coincidence Engine by Sam Leith, was the title that most appealed to me from the ‘Waterstones Eleven’ list of upcoming debut novels. No fairies this time, but it does sound futuristic and full of mad science.
  • Lasting Damage by Sophie Hannah.  I’ve been dying to her latest nasty crime novel this ever since she I met her last summer and we talked about property porn and how she incorporated it into her latest book.

Which new books are you most looking forward to reading?

Look inside …

Take one book – a 1965 Puffin paperback of The Secret Garden by Frances Hodgson Burnett. Pages well tanned, covers worn, spine well-creased and starting to fall apart – it’s my well-loved edition I had as a child.  The painting on the front is by Shirley Hughes.

Then I opened the front cover and found this …

I loved playing Libraries as a kid.  Obviously no-one took this particular book out of my library, as I’ve not used my date stamper.  See how the newer paper of the insert has not discoloured.  We moved from Coulsdon to South Croydon in 1970, but I think the library ticket must have been inserted before then.  The address on the left doesn’t look like my writing though … a mystery!

Did you ever play libraries as a child?

It is a book I’d love to re-read though, but I shall use my new copy kindly sent by the OUP, as my old one is so falling apart.

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The Secret Garden (Oxford World’s Classics) by Frances Hodgson Burnett

On the side of the angels …

Ministry of Pandemonium by Chris Westwood

Teenager Ben Harvester likes to get away from it all by taking his sketchbook into Highgate Cemetery.  His Dad left his Mum several years ago, they’ve had to move into a new flat and Ben will be going to a new school.  Added to that, his Mum has to work all hours to make ends meet and she gets so tired.

One day he meets an old man in the cemetery and helps him with a drink of water. Mr October seems to know things about his family, and Ben will soon see him again at the funeral of his aunt, after which he keeps a lookout for him. They meet again back in London, where Mr October introduces him to the Ministry of Pandemonium.  The Ministry is an organisation dedicated to helping ghosts of the newly departed across into the afterlife, thereby saving them from getting into the clutches of dark forces with their monstrous minions.  Ben, a helpful sort, has been selected to join the Ministry – and so begins his new other life …

The fantasy elements of this novel contrast well with those of the struggles of everyday life, new house, new school, missing Dad and tired out Mum. Ben grows to relish his new skills, and even though the job requires empathy and calmness, he soon has to battle evil creatures who want the souls for their own devilish uses.  Indeed, some of the monsters are horrific enough to scare adults, let alone teens.  You know however, that the forces of good will ultimately prevail.

Ben is a different kind of hero – caring, observant, quiet and artistic. These qualities made this adventure into the supernatural a much better and definitely more interesting read than almost all of the other YA fantasies I’ve read in the past few years – and I have read a lot of them!  This novel will be enjoyed by teenaged boys and girls alike too which is a great advantage, and I found it a jolly good read. (8.5/10)

I chose this book to review from a list sent by Amazon Vine.

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Ministry of Pandemonium by Chris Westwood