I didn’t finish quite as many books as I hoped this month, but it was a stellar month for reading. A whole heap of stories and talent to like.

All books are works of fiction.

Edward Carey: Edith Holler – Twelve year old Edith, permanent resident of the only remaining theatre in Norwich (because she may not leave) finds out many things about her city including the many cases of disappeared children. As she continues amongst the theatre folk she comes to understand that a monster of a woman has played a role. This is a completely fantastical novel where you’re never really sure what’s going on but can make some guesses – Edith is the ultimate unreliable narrator.

Eliza Chan: Fathomfolk – In a land where (to us, mythical) sea creatures/people can change into human form and face discrimination as immigrants, water dragon Nami comes to the semi-submerged city of Tiankawi to find the dragon pearl. Meanwhile, half-siren Mira is determined to be an excellent border guard and transform life for her people in the token role she has been given. And sea-witch Cordelia is looking to make bargains always, and to keep her unknowing human husband in her control. A fantastic high fantasy with lots to say about immigration and racism.

Maggie Brookes: The Prisoner’s Wife – Having fallen in love, Czech farm girl Izzy and British prisoner of war Bill make a run for it; they hope to avoid trouble but with Izzy having to pose as a male soldier there’s a lot more at stake. One of the best books I’ve read all year, this is an often brutal story but a very well told one.

Tasneem Abdur-Rashid: The Thirty Before Thirty List – Maya meets Noah on the Tube, he leaves, forgets his notebook, and they both forget to exchange numbers. Maya’s left with his ‘thirty things to do before turning thirty list’ and, together with the encouragement of her co-workers, she sets out to do the items on the list, too. Who knows, she might be able to find Noah again. Worth the fully-understandable-because-the-author-has-to-write-it-first wait.

I had an absolute blast with all four books. The first I finished, Fathomfolk, was a thrilling experience all round. I’d seen the book on Goldsborough Books’ website when I went to buy another, and totally fell in love with the cover. I thought it would be a bit impulsive to get it, and then I saw some negative GoodReads reviews, but something still said ‘buy it’. I did and found the negative reviews to be misinformed: if you look at negative reviews, there is no word on immigration, yet this is a key theme in the book. I don’t know what’s happened here, but I hope more people who ‘get’ it end up reviewing it (there was one which, like I have here, was baffled by the negative reviews). I think I’m going to have to review it myself!…

Next up was The Thirty Before Thirty List and my god, she’s done it again. It was so much fun. So much fun. Following was The Prisoner’s Wife which I originally started in April or May and had to put on hold for a while, chomping at the bit to get back to it. Brookes had told me about the inspiration and premise when we spoke about the book that followed it and I had a feeling then that I’d love it. Yep. I did, very much. It’s one of the best WW2 books I’ve ever read.

And lastly, Carey’s latest… I don’t know what to say that can be contained in a paragraph. It’s my previous post – I waxed lyrical about it. It’s incredibly open-ended, in a way I’m happy with and I know from speaking to him that he’s fine with it, too.

I have two currents reads. Firstly, Gill Paul’s Scandalous Women and after a slow start (caused by my reading Carey’s book in tandem) I’m flying through it. I’m actually finding myself liking the fictional character’s thread most, I think because it is indeed completely fictional and I find that addition, slotting this character in amongst two real people’s lives, fascinating. I am loving reading about Jacqueline Susann and Jackie Collins, however, and may have to read at last one each of the books Paul chronicles the publication of. Secondly, I’m reading Kaliane (‘Cull yan’) Bradley’s The Ministry Of Time which I thought was probably going to be literary fiction when I saw the cover, then expected historical fantasy, and can now say it’s literary historical fantasy (I see no reason not to bring ‘literary’ into genre). Loving it.