TELL ME SOMETHING by ADELE PARKS

TELL ME SOMETHING

BY ADELE PARKS

THE BLURB:-

When Elizabeth and her Italian husband Roberto decide to leave London for romantic Italy and his family business, Elizabeth hopes the change in lifestyle might help boost her chances of conceiving their longed-for child. But the idyll shatters as her wily mother-in-law seems bent on destroying her marriage, and Roberto's beautiful, significant ex is a constant unwanted presence. Unwanted by Elizabeth, at least.

Is Elizabeth's ferocious hunger for a baby enough to hold a marriage together or is it ripping it apart? And what about the gorgeous American stranger who's suddenly walked into her life?

THE REALITY:-

I've read a couple of novels by Adele Parks, many moons ago. Game Over was brilliant and Playing Away was shite. I'm aware that I'm dipping into the dreaded genre of “chick lit” and maybe have to concede that well-executed chick lit is perhaps okay.

The novel is called Tell Me Something and the byline on the cover is One Word Was All That Mattered- neither of which made any sense. Who is needing to be told what? I'm assuming that Elizabeth, the lead character is the one who needs telling something, but what is the one word? Is it a yes to the question of a) whether Roberto is having an affair with Ana-Maria (his gorgeous ex-girlfriend) or not or b) the nod to go forward and look into IVF treatment? I fear that the person putting the cover together has, sadly, not read the novel (something that royally annoys me- a little continuity would be nice). Either that or I'm missing something entirely.

Whilst other critics have lambasted Elizabeth for her lack of direction in sorting out a career for herself and instead just drifting as a waitress- and for not having actually gone back to visit Italy since her first wonderful visit aged fourteen, and also not even bothering to learn the language- I find her all too believable. She's typical of many young women who just drift, and who put finding a husband and having children above all else. I liked her. I also loved the way her attempts to conceive a baby were discussed in often glorious technicolour detail. I sometimes wanted to kick her for being overly obsessed with the whole fertility ritual.

The Italian side of the story paints a vivid picture of a place unlike Elizabeth's expectations and shows Roberto up to be a bit of a turd when it comes to his cow of a mother, Raffaella. He can see no wrong with this evil dragon and comes across as a right mummy's boy. It's interesting watching that relationship develop, as the novel starts with him having had a family row (we never find out over what) and leaving for London, then getting married and, following redundancy, making up with Raffaella with all animosities forgotten. Hmm. I've always thought that relationships between mothers and sons can be extremely unhealthy (I have personal experience of witnessing this, both in my own home with my mother and brother and there have also been incidents with boyfriends and their mums). This was a part of the book that holds up well. I came to hate Raffaella, and it was indicative of how much Elizabeth wanted her marriage to work (or, more so, wanted someone to make babies with) that she put up with Raffaella treating her like dirt- until she found her balls and stood up to this evil witch.

The end chapters became rather convoluted and messily written and between all this you wanted to shake Elizabeth for her silliness. But I'm glad she got her happy Italian ending with her American hunk, Chuck. I've always thought it quite obvious that some couples are more compatible than others when it comes to baby-making and I'm glad the story ended with her having his baby!

A likeable read.

THE DRESS THIEF by NATALIE MEG EVANS

THE DRESS THIEF

BY NATALIE MEG EVANS

THE BLURB:-

A modern tale of desire and deception set in the world of 1930s Parisian haute couture.

Alix Gower has a dream: to join the ranks of Coco Chanel and become a designer in the high-stakes world of French fashion.

But Alix also has a secret; she supports her family by stealing designs for the foreign market. A hidden sketchbook, and a moment inside Hermès, is all she needs to create a perfect replica, to be whisked off to production in New York.

Then Alix is given her big break- a chance to work in one of the most prominent Parisian fashion houses- but at the price of copying the breakthrough Spring Collection.

And when a mystery from her past resurfaces in connection to a handsome war reporter, Alix learns that the slightest misstep- or misplaced trust- could be all it seems for her life to begin falling apart at the seams.

THE REALITY:-

I had seen this book on Amazon and had earmarked it for buying, so was overjoyed to find it staring up at me in a charity shop!

As a fashion designer, what's not to like about intrigue and glamour in the world of Parisian haute couture in the 1930s? I've been to Paris and it sure lives up to its stereotype, which is not a bad thing at all. I've walked the length and breadth of its streets in a day (Paris is small enough to do just that- mind you, I had no choice due to there being no trains running due to industrial action. I missed a Rene Magritte exhibition and a visit to the Catacombs due to nothing being open that day and it really pissed me off. Whenever I go to France, it seems that someone is striking somewhere).

This book stunk like an ashtray. Whoever had this before me smoked forty fags a day. As an ex-smoker, you realise that you don't appreciate how much cigarettes stink until you give up and can smell a fag being lit five floors down.

This book was written in a bouncy style that led a merry old dance through Paris, back to Alsace- the county of origin of Mathilda and Jean-Yves- and also through Verrian's life. I loved the way the couture House of Javier was described: from its workings to its workrooms, with its petty jealousies, bullying and favouritism. Nothing has changed in the fashion industry, then!

I warmed to the heroine, Alix, immediately and sympathised with her position- a talented young lady with the natural skills and charm to “make it” but in the unfortunate and familiar position of simply needing to make ends meet. I liked the mix of good and bad throughout the characters and also the mystery of Alix's attacker, which came as a REAL surprise.

The author also adds her own notes at the end of the book, including those regarding fashion in the 1930s and female couturiers. She also includes her recipe for French onion soup- I must try it to see if it tastes better than mine!

A gem of a book- fun and charming.

THE REJECT'S CLUB SERIES...

The Reject's Club as a Kindle series

A big thanks to all of you who supported me and bought my first novel, The Reject's Club, and good for you for getting in there! Following feedback, I have decided to try marketing my work as a series, so have suspended the complete version of my book.

These were the comments that came my way:-

1. Many people aren't regular or voracious readers, and might find the sheer size of such a work (722 pages) off-putting. Yep, I could flatten this book in a few days, but then I suppose that not everyone's like me!
2. The font, at 10 point was too small to read. It's now 12 point.
3. The margins were too big. I'm no expert at publishing (or marketing for that matter, which is why I need an agent and a publisher) but this one's now sorted.
4. “You look half-naked in your photograph on the back cover!” I'll refrain from adding a saucy comment, but I can understand why some people might not think the slutty, strapless dress look overly-professional! I cropped the photo so you now get just a phizog shot instead.
5. People want a novel that's easy to slip into their handbags when they get on the train or are going away on holiday. I can understand that. I have an unread copy of Scarlett- the sequel to Gone With The Wind- sitting here, and the very reason I haven't read it is that it's too big to cart around. This is what really sold the concept of serialization to me.
6. More than one publisher told me that, at 320,000 words, it's very long- when you consider that most novels come in at more like 120,000 words. And for me personally, I think I may have set the bar way too high, as I've every intention of making subsequent works around 160,000 words (500 pages) long.

But the best feedback of all was that The Reject's Club is far too good to be on just Kindle alone- it needs to be out there in the shops. I'm inclined to agree, especially considering some of the sheer TRITE I've read recently, and by experienced authors at that. I am going to take a short break, then will begin my onslaught to agents and publishers again...wish me luck!

The Reject's Club as a paperback series.

Here is the link to the Kindle and paperback series:-  http://www.amazon.co.uk/s/ref=nb_sb_noss_2?url=search-alias%3Daps&field-keywords=THE%20REJECT%27S%20CLUB

IRREGULAR CHOICE TULIP TOWN SHOES...

I am the epitome of badness and will not go to heaven. Not that I want to, I wouldn't know anyone! wink emoticon

I've always wanted to own a pair of Irregular Choice shoes, but there was one small problem- I don't like most of their designs! They look like something a courtesan would have worn in the 17th century.

But these delights are called "Tulip Town" and will do me just nicely.  And they cost me only £15 off eBay- result!

THE NIGHT WATCH by SARAH WATERS

THE NIGHT WATCH

BY SARAH WATERS

THE BLURB:-

Tender and tragic, set against the backdrop of wartime Britain.

The Night Watch is the extraordinary story of four Londoners: Kay, who wanders the street in mannish clothes, restless and searching...Helen, who harbours a troubling secret...Viv, glamour girl, recklessly loyal to her soldier lover...and Duncan, an apparent innocent, struggling with demons of his own.

Moving back through the 1940s, through air raids, blacked-out streets, illicit liaisons and sexual adventure, to end with its beginning in 1941, this is an astonishing novel.

THE REALITY:-

I've read Tipping The Velvet and Fingersmith, by the same author- both were brilliant, mucky, lesbian Victorian romps, and the TV adaptations were equally enthralling! I've also read The Little Stranger, a ghost story that was good, but not brilliant. After watching the TV adaptation of The Night Watch, which was compelling, I chanced across the novel in a charity shop and decided to give it a go.

Yawn! It was too long bloody winded and a bit of a mission to get to the end. Also, the author's overuse of the word “queer” as an adjective really began to piss me off.

Wartime London was absolutely beautifully depicted, and the characters were varied and very real, and I liked the way the story actually ran backwards in time- a very original concept, I've never come across this in a novel before, so top marks for ingenuity. You get a good mix of good and evil, from the very manipulative Julia, who seems to have an axe to grind and who is truly out for herself, and the creepy Mr. Mundy to Viv, helpless in the arms of her married (seemingly nice but bastard incarnate) lover and Duncan, who's only crime seems to be misdemeanour.  I also loved masculine-styled Kay (probably the key figure in the book) and liked the subtle way the characters interlinked.

Some scenes really stuck in the mind, such as Viv's illegal abortion (us modern girls do not know how lucky we are, what with such things now legal, and also with our free access to reliable contraception) and the revolting, grossly disturbing details surrounding wartime life in a male prison.  The author is good with getting to the nitty-gritty with an essential abundance of gruesome detail, which really brings the feelings of the participants to life.

I kept reading to the end (even though I vaguely remembered the made-for-TV film) as I wanted to find out about the fate of Alec but really, this novel dragged quite a bit and was overly drawn out. Ms. Waters has been nominated for a lot of literary awards, but I do have to question what the exact criteria for these pretentious honours are, as this was good but not exceptional. Still, I look forward to reading more work by this author.