Tuesday, March 30, 2021
Review of City of Veils by Zoë Ferraris (2009, Abacus)
City of Veils is the second book in the Katya and Nayir trilogy set in Saudi Arabia. As with the first book, there is a very strong sense of place and politics, and continued good character development. The plot is intriguing and engaging, with plenty of twists and turns, though the desert denouement felt a little over-dramatic and switched pace and structure. While the story provides a fascinating social commentary on Saudi society, at times there was a bit too much tell rather than show, with the narrative explaining a situation rather than just detailing it. The result was a kind of education through fiction that felt a little too prescriptive even if it was informative. Other than that, I thought it was a well plotted, entertaining read with two lead characters I’m happy to spend time with.
Saturday, March 27, 2021
Natural order of things
He hadn’t quite got to grips with life; stumbling into one dead-end after another, backtracking having never understood what had gone wrong, yet somehow muddling through. And it was happening again. The same kind of wall was starting to form ahead. Another week, another month, and he’d start to retreat. This time though he’d resolved not to advance again; he’d make-do in situ. Live hand-to-mouth, slowly decay and retreat from view. Maybe there could be solace in loneliness; some inner peace free of hurt and hope. Perhaps that was how things were meant to be; the natural order of things.
A drabble is a story of exactly 100 words
Saturday, March 20, 2021
Shipwreck and lifeboat
‘You need to pull yourself together.’
‘I am together.’
‘No, you’re not. You’re all at a sea. Without a compass.’
‘I’m fine. We’ll be fine. You want another drink?’
‘No. Neither do you. You call this fine? Look at you, you’re an emotional mess. She has you’re head so twisted you can’t think straight.’
‘That’s what love does to you.’
‘It’s what abusive love does. She’s a bitch; you’re just too bewitched to do anything about it.’
‘I know, but …’
‘So, what are you going to do?’
‘Nothing.’
‘Nothing?’
‘What else can I do? She’s my shipwreck and lifeboat.’
A drabble is a story of exactly 100 words.
Wednesday, March 17, 2021
Review of Saints of the Shadow Bible by Ian Rankin (2013, Orion)
Saturday, March 13, 2021
Does she hate us that much?
‘You’ve found her?’
‘Can I come in, Mrs Cale?’
‘Of course. Is she …’
Sergeant Lowe allowed himself to be ushered into the sitting room.
Mr Cale kept his gaze on the television.
‘Sit, sit. Do you want tea? Coffee?’
‘I’m fine. You’d better take a seat.’
‘She’s …’
‘Alive. She’s a witness. That’s how we …’
‘Oh. Oh, thank god,’ Mrs Cale started to weep.
‘She said to say that she’s fine.’
‘But she’s coming home?’
‘Not yet. She … It’s her choice. We have to respect that.’
‘But …’
‘I’m sorry.’
‘Dave?’
‘Does she hate us that much?’
A drabble is a story of exactly 100 words.
Saturday, March 6, 2021
Big stakes
‘Did you hear? Mary’s got the covid.’
‘Mary? Jesus. I’ll raise you two matches. I’ll bet it’ll live to regret it.’
‘She’ll nag the thing into a new strain. I’ll take one and raise you a match.’
‘A whole match? Can your dodgy heart cope with the big stakes? She’ll have that fecker feeling under the weather in no time.’
‘We’ll never hear the end of it otherwise.’
‘Unless … I’ll see your match and raise you two.’
‘She’s as tough as old boots. Two pair, queen high.’
‘Three of a kind.’
‘But pray it’s not a threesome with Mary.’
A drabble is a story of exactly 100 words.