It has been a banner book week for me. So good, in fact, that I can’t imagine what I’ll read next.
First up? Simone St. James’s The Broken Girls. Here’s the unofficial blurb as relayed to me by Simone:
In 1950 Vermont, four lonely girls in a remote boarding school protect each other against the ghost in the darkness – and the terrors of their own lives – until tragedy strikes and changes them forever.
In 2014, a journalist covering the restoration of the long-abandoned school finds evidence of a decades-old crime that eerily echoes the tragedy in her own life. And alongside the secrets of the school, she awakens a haunting that has lain dormant in the cold, idyllic woods – until now…
I read it the day before Halloween. I’d meant to save it for Halloween, but a new Simone St. James? About a New England boarding school? No one has that kind of will power.
It is so good. So good. Creepy New England, interwoven mysteries, and ghostly happenings good. Think Barbara Michaels at her best, but with a dual plot-line.
The Broken Girls comes out in spring of 2018. There aren’t pre-order links up yet, but when there are, I know I’ll be clicking that buy button. This is a book I’ll be reading again.
It took a strong book to follow that, but, fortunately for me, I had Abby Fabiaschi’s I Liked My Life on hand. I wasn’t quite sure what to expect from this book, told from the points of view of the ghost of a woman who had committed suicide and the husband and daughter she had left behind. How was that going to work? But it did. It worked beautifully, watching each coming to terms with themselves and their lives– and unpicking the mystery of why a seemingly happy woman would decide to take the plunge off the top of Wellesley’s library. There were so many thought-provoking reflections about the sorts of lives we lead, the pressures of work and motherhood (and teenagerhood) and the family baggage we carry with us. But, mostly, how poorly we read and how little we know about the people who are closest to us.
I Liked My Life comes out in January. I highly recommend it. Think Liane Moriarty, but not Australian.
To top it all off, I treated myself to Sonali Dev’s latest, A Change of Heart. Spouse, upon seeing the cover and title, quipped, “So it’s about illegal organ trafficking in Mumbai?” To which I replied, “Yes, yes, it is.” The change of heart in the title is both figurative and literal, the romance taking place against a background of high stakes skullduggery.
What does one read after a run of books like that? I have N.K. Jemisin’s The Fifth Season at the top of the pile, but I’m not sure I’m ready to read it quite yet.
What have you been reading this week?