Archive for February, 2010
Review: The Loss Adjustor by Aifric Campbell
At once startling, moving and raw, this is very good prose draped over a very powerful story. If I am honest, it contains plenty of elements that, when put together, ought really to have a sense of the done-before. A city worker with a small-town past, a childhood friendship full of secrets and tragedy that continues to plague her into adulthood, an intoxicating first love that tails off without resolution and leaves our protagonist, Caro, unable to move on, that pain magnified by the object of her affection becoming a world famous rock star. Caro is left to replay the memories of his first guitar solos in their childhood bedrooms, and interrogate his lyrics for any mention of her.
Add this to the challenging and slightly antagonistic friendship Caro is forming with Tom, an elderly man she often sits opposite in a churchyard as they ritually pay their respective dues. It is this that drags her back into the history of the town in which she grew up, forcing them both to confront the demons that accompany them along their lonely paths.
It should be familiar. But somehow, due in no small part to the beautiful prose and commanding language, it is wholly new. The story is compelling, managing to be at the same time nostalgic and contemporary. Caro is likeable, but only just, making her a very three dimensional character – constantly dipping in and out of functionality in a way that we probably won’t want to admit we can relate to. The landscape is well drawn, and the twist in the tale was, for me at least, completely unexpected.
A beautiful, riveting book that I hesitate not to recommend.
Review : Tell It To The Bees by Fiona Shaw
I wasn’t disappointed, although I have to say the book did take a while to get going, for me. Once past the initial exploration of the book’s main characters – young Charlie, his mother, and the town’s new female doctor, it settled nicely into the painful disintegration of Charlie’s family life, before moving into his and his heartbroken mother’s respective lonelinesses. What the book does very well is harness the bleakness Lydia (Charlie’s mother) faces, the lack of choices, the genuine struggle. It contrasts well with the relief Charlie, and later Lydia, find in the Doctor’s house. The bees, Charlie’s fascination, are a nice vehicle for the solitude and silence of these characters, bringing out the culture of keeping quiet that permeated Fifties society. This serves to subtly bring to our attention the theme of homophobia rather than assaulting us with it earlier on. In fact, in the end, the story revolves as much around class as it does around the relationship between the two women.
Charlie is well drawn – a harried young boy with plenty of sense, if not a clear understanding, of the world they are living in.
In short, this is a complex emotional plot wound into a very accessible, appealing story. Definitely one to read and recommend.



