London – or at least the City – is the old stomping ground of sixty-year-old Matthew Oxenhay who is driving along the A303 towards Barnet, leaving Somerset behind him in Jim Powell’s Trading Futures. Whether he continues in that direction depends on his wife not answering her phone. If she does answer it, he’ll tell her he’s leaving her, turn around and head back to Anna in Somerset. Matthew’s story unfolds through his own waspish, darkly funny inner monologue. He’s a ‘60s rebel for whom the very idea of a career as a futures trader would have been despicable all those years ago. Sharply observed and grimly funny, in the end Matthew’s journey is a sobering one.
Marriage and infidelity also run through Anna Raverat’s Lover. Kate’s marriage begins to unravel when she discovers her husband’s dalliance with another woman. Work offers no comfort as her boss becomes increasingly demanding. Amidst this turmoil, Kate’s priority is to protect her daughters but her life is in tatters. ‘Told with warmth and lightness, even as it also mines real depths of sorrow, Lover is a novel about the hand that life can deal you, and how to play it with grace. Beautifully observed, full of wisdom, poetry and humour, it asks what it means to be true in all things, and in so doing, how to live’ say the publishers, which makes it sound like a nice piece of intelligent, absorbing fiction.
Keeping it in the family, Elizabeth Hay’s His Whole Life is a coming-of-age novel which follows Jim
Complex family dynamics are a theme of Neil Hegarty’s adroit Inch Levels, set in Derry against the background of the Troubles, about a young man with only a few weeks to live, wrestling with a dilemma and the tortured family history that has led him to it. As Patrick’s recollections unfold they reveal a family whose emotions have been smothered: a mother closed off, unable to express affection; a father doing the best he can but unable to compensate and two children, confused and resentful but knowing that each is all the other has. It’s an engaging novel which shows rather than tells, richly repaying close attention.
Finding his family is on the mind of an American student with debts to settle in Miroslav Pensov’s Stork Mountain. He heads for the village of Klisura, deep in the Strandja Mountains on the Bulgarian side of the border with Turkey within spitting distance of Greece, hoping to sell his family’s land and track down his incommunicado grandfather. Beautifully expressed and often very funny, Stork Mountain weaves folklore, dreams and history through its long and winding narrative, often turning back on itself. It’s not an easy read, occasionally bewildering with its many stories, myths and legends overlapping with history, but it’s worth the effort.
Klisura once found itself part of the Communist state, the eventual result of the turbulent political upheavals which twenty-two-year-old Gerty Freely finds herself caught up in. Charlotte Hobson’s The Vanishing Futurist follows Gerty to Moscow where she takes up a position as a governess. Three years after her arrival, revolution transforms the city throwing the bourgeois into panicky bag-packing but Gerty decides to stay, becoming involved in a communal living experiment led by a charismatic inventor. His sudden disappearance leaves Gerty alone and vulnerable.

That’s it for March’s paperbacks which are many and varied, studded with several gems. Should you be interested, a click on a title will take you to my reviews for Trading Futures, His Whole Life, Inch Levels and Stork Mountain, or to a fuller synopsis for the others. If you’d like to catch up with part one, it’s here – March hardbacks are here and here.
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The Duffy cover is beautiful enough to make me interested in taking a look, though I’ve not read anything of hers before. Eleven Hours is very good, though intense. I read it on European trains last summer and it was certainly gripping.
I’m not fond of all her books but she writes well about London. Sounds like we both spent time on European trains last summer!
I love the cover of London Lies Beneath. And now I have to know what happened on that scouting trip…
I really have to get around to reading more of Elizabeth Hay!
It’s gorgeous isn’t it. I hope Hay’s celebrated in Canada, Naomi. I’m not sure how well known she is here. I’ve been a convert since reading Late Nights on Air about a decade ago.
Oh yes, she’s very well known here!
Delighted to hear that!
Ah, this is one of those months where I lament the hardbacks still sitting on my shelves.
Oh, dear. Well, of the ones I’ve read I’d say you have treats in store, Naomi.
Stella Duffy is a writer I admire, though I haven’t read many of her books those that I have I found moving, humane and beating with life. And it is indeed a lovely cover. Elizabeth Hay also sounds like an interesting writer. Great selection of books Susan.
Thanks, Belinda. I’ve only read a couple of Duffys – State of Happiness and The Room of Lost Things – but I enjoyed both of them, and I’m a huge fan of Elizabeth Hay. Late Nights on Hay is my favourite of hers.
I read State of Happiness a while ago and enjoyed it very much. Also, Theodora was fun. Duffy has a lot of heart, and it comes through very well in her fiction. It doesn’t look like they have much by Hay at my library, but I can check wider than that. I’ll be looking out for her, thanks.