(June 2017)
A drily amusing (and on occasion
laugh-out-loud funny) historical novel from the author of After Me Comes the Flood. The
Essex Serpent has been receiving plaudits left, right, and centre, and it’s
certainly very readable (that most ambiguous word of praise); it’s a little
over 400 pages and I got through it in a weekend. It’s not, on the surface, a hugely
challenging book. Engaging, yes. Thoughtful, certainly. Erudite, even, but you
don’t emerge at the end feeling as if you’ve been put through the wringer,
emotionally or intellectually. This is, of course, not necessarily a bad thing
at all.