Fresh from finding the secret delights of the London Sewing Machine Museum (oh yes, you read that correctly!), The Forgotton Seamstress by Liz Trenow made me cry, laugh and miss sleep in order to read right to the end.
On the brink of both a personal and work crisis, Carolyn Meadows discovers a quilt in her Mother's attic from her childhood. She discovers that every stitch of embroidery, every thread of fabric is impregnated with the poignant story of Maria Romano; an East End orphan from a young age, brought up in a workhouse and ripe with stories of Buckingham Palace, royalty, illegal adoption and war. Is it all true? Are they simply wild fantasies of a madwoman locked away in an asylum?
The mark of a successful author, is the ability to transport a reader to a different place, absorb our imagination into a realistic character, and envelope us until we are a real part of their unfolding story. Fran Pickering's The Cherry Blossom Murder does just this, introducing the (somewhat kaleidoscopic) settling of British expat and amatuer sleuth Josie Clark into the mysterious Japanese way of life. In addition to solving her fragmented love life, Josie sets herself the task of unravelling the seemingly random murder of a member of staff in her Takarazuka Revue fan club.
History, glamour, Japan, murder, sequins and cherry blossoms, this story has it all. And a little birdie tells me that a second installment of the series is on it's way...
The underlying premise of Charlotte Street by Danny Wallace is that an ex-teacher, turned restaurant reviewer finds a mysterious disposable camera in a restaurant on Charlotte Street.
Chaos ensues as he tries to match up the camera via it's contents with the lost owner. This is a humourous, rather pithy tale about friendship, romance and making sure you give life a real go.
Sometimes books aren't just companions for just a few days or to get you through a few commuting hours. I read this novel at the suggestion of fellow ninja-book-club reader +Lisa Watson (incidentally a fellow
exile Kiwi) and I'm still thinking about the haunting situations that play out, months later.
One of his skills is an ability to find patterns in data: extraordinary, complex, beautiful patterns that not even the most powerful computers can comprehend. The company he works for has made considerable sums of money from Lou’s work. But now they want Lou to change – to become ‘normal’ like themselves. And he must face the greatest challenge of his life. To understand the speed of dark.
The Language of Flowers by Vanessa Diffenbaugh is a beautiful story about Victoria, a girl given into care and the profound difference a foster mother made to her life. Told in alternating chapters of present life at the beginning of her twenties and the parallel of ten years past, her foster Mother teaches her the Victorian flower symbologies as a way of conveying the locked up emotion she holds inside. Through this process she researches and begins to create her own dialect. Once emancipated at 18, this dialect becomes a way for her to emotionally communicate with the world and create a livelihood whilst learning to cope in a complex world.
You empathise with her, hurt with her, want to shake her in annoyance, want to shout at her and want to feed her. She is complex and surprising, and makes you appreciate your family and loved ones.
Have you picked up any of these? Do you also have any recommendations for the cool wintery days ahead?