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A STEP IN THE DARK
by
JUDITH LENNOX
THE BLURB:
Simla, India, 1914. Married at 18 to the dashing Jack, beautiful Elizabeth Ravenhart is devastated when their dazzling party of a marriage is cut tragically short.
Without a penny to her name, Bess is persuaded by Jack's mother, the indomitable Cora Ravenhart, to return to England, leaving her infant son, Frazer, in his grandparents' care until Bess can afford to send for him, But Cora has no intention of parting with the boy, and Bess's desperate attempts to track him down come to a shattering conclusion.
Twenty years later, a knock on Bess's Edinburgh front door sets in motion a chain of events that no one, least of all Bess, could have foreseen. For Frazer has come to claim his family- and his birthright, the majestic, brooding Ravenhart House. None of their lives will ever be the same again...
THE REALITY:
It was the second time around for me with this book and it was weird- I woke up one morning and thought about the novel, and how I'd like to read it again (I tend not to keep all the books I read- if I did I'd have a veritable library!) Later that day I chanced upon it in a second hand book shop- coincidence and fate are weird beasts!
I have read most of Judith Lennox's work, after an ex-boyfriend found a proof copy of heart-touching Footprints on the Sand in a charity shop. The Shadow Child and The Dark Eyed Girls also feature up there with novels of hers that really caught my attention and enthralled, as did The Heart of the Night. A Step in the Dark tugged at me for a different reason, and that was mostly due to the beautifully described locations in Scotland, especially those involving the enigmatic highlands. I haven't been to Scotland since I was nine (although a trip to Glasgow and Edinburgh has been discussed for next year) and I found the intricate references to tumbling waterfalls, rippling, secluded pools as (spoiler alert!) a place for murder to take place, wild, overgrown valleys and the way the days are so short in midwinter really captivating.
As for the characters, I loved Bess and enjoyed reading about her developing relationship with Martin, who went on to become (another spoiler alert!) the love of her life. I enjoyed the way that women's choices- or rather the lack thereof- at the turn of the Victorian century were unpicked and put into novel form, and I could also relate to Bess's personality. She was someone not quite refined enough for genteel society, yet certainly at home around men; understanding how their minds worked (possibly not quite enough? Read it, and you'll see what I mean...) I also could strongly relate to Naomi, who had a real need for total and all-encompassing love, and the need to be loved, being a much-wanted daughter who disappointed her parents (the same happened to me) and Maxwell, with his need to be independent following a troubled relationship with a father who could resort to too much violence disguised as discipline at times. The homosexual inclinations of Frazer (yet another spoiler alert!) were something that was easy to spot before it was spelled out to you.
This was a saga that did draw you in, although I'm glad add-on characters remained just that (Hugh, Margot, Oliver and Billy moved the story on but didn't do much for me. I loved the intrigue that kept you guessing as to what Maxwell and Frazer's fate really was, and who was involved. I loved the way the important relationships in this novel were explored in depth, including what I once would have termed “the psycho-babble” but since studying the human psyche as part of my MA understand a bit more. But most of all I loved the Scottish scenery/ setting.
I flattened this tome in 48 hours, so it comes highly recommended on my part.
Looking down Row 89, which is known as Old Hannah's Row (although I've also seen it listed as Old Hannah's Back Row, Herring's Row and Hans Hering Row) and this is the back of Great Yarmouth's only surviving 17th century urban jettied timber framed building. It's the building to the left, and this particular row is off King Street.
EMMA'S SECRET
by
BARBARA TAYLOR BRADFORD
THE BLURB:
Paula O' Neil, beloved granddaughter of Emma Harte, believes that the business empire Emma left to the family is secure. However, beneath the surface, tension is mounting and sibling rivalry brewing.
Into this volatile mix walks Evan Hughes, a young American fashion designer. Her grandmother's dying wish was that Evan find Emma Harte. But Emma has been dead for thirty years...
Troubled by Evan's presence, and her uncanny resemblance to the family, Paula turns to Emma's war-time diaries.
Emma Harte comes back vividly to life. It is London during the Blitz. As bombs drop, sirens wail and her sons go off to war, Emma's trademark resilience, willpower and strength all come to the fore. And as the pages unfurl, Paula discovers the secret Emma took to the grave.
THE REALITY:
It was another case of second time around for me, as I first read this follow-up- the fourth in the A Woman of Substance (my favourite book of all time) series around 20 years ago. Meh. At the time I gave it a three-out-of-five rating on Amazon, and the same applies. Yes, I know that no book in this particular series is ever going to be as good as my favourite, but Barbara Taylor Bradford's style has changed since her first few tomes (AWoS, Act of Will and Voice of the Heart) in that it's not so “adjectival” as she liked to describe her evolving style. And I like adjectival, or purple prose, or whatever you want to call it compared to what's in fashion nowadays. My main gripe, however, is that the characters in this book are all two-dimensional, beautiful, wealthy and intelligent too good to be true “perfect” human beings, with the odd heavy-handed protagonist thrown in for a good measure. The same seems to be true of all of her later work.
I liked the concept of Emma's hidden diaries, and enjoyed the suspense of guessing who the father of Glynnis's baby was, and the discovery of the key to the wooden casket. I was intrigued as to why Evan looked very much like either Paula or the Harte side of the family. Being something of a fashionista I also enjoyed the details of the vintage fashion show, and the descriptives involving Emma's homes, but the storyline was lacking rather than gripping. I found the complete reams of copying Winston Churchill's famous wartime speeches lazy and boring; although I was moved by details of the Holocaust, and what was discovered with the liberation of the concentration camps (and really, these are things that everybody should know about).
But the thing that grated on me the most was the lack of continuity from A Woman of Substance. In that book Emma had chestnut/ russet hair- why is she now a complete redhead? In that book she was pregnant at 16- why now does she recall being pregnant at 15? In that book she refused to marry David as she didn't want to devastate his orthodox mother, who wanted her son to marry within the Jewish faith. Okay, she later didn't want to break up his marriage when he asked her if there was still a chance for him, but why now was there emphasis on the latter? These differences grate- if an author is going to write a sequel, then they should at least re-read the first book to get their facts right. Also, the final scene where Evan gets mugged seems totally unnecessary to the story (unless it becomes something to do with the next book in the series, and there are two more). I also would have liked to see Emma have a little bit of romance, rather than continually grieving for Paul. Yes, I know he was the love of her life but... life is for the living, and your 50s are not too old for a bit of passion! (In fact, no age is....😉)
The saving graces were the interesting characterisations of both Glynnis and Tessa, for me, plus the fashion element. But, all in all, a bit... meh.