Daily Mail, Friday, August 30, 2019 Page 57
DARKDAWN
by Jay Kristoff
(HarperVoyager
£14.99, 512 pp)
Jay Kristoff
writes legends into
life and imbues
them with rich, roaring potency.
this conclusion to the Never
night Chronicle plumbs new
depths of rollicking obscenity
and reaches new heights of
mindblowing violence.
this time around, there’s a fine
mythic back story and a sexily
searing love triangle involving
Mia Corvere, the maddest, bad
dest priestess assassin in the
known alternative universe, and
two exlovers, one of whom has
sort of killed the other. Hmm.
THE GIRL WHO
SPEAKS BEAR
by Sophie Anderson
(Usborne £6.99, 416 pp)
aNdersoN revisits the far
North land of myths and fairy
tales first explored in the
House With Chicken Legs in
this extraordinary story of yanka, a girl who
was discovered abandoned as a baby in a
bear cave and adopted by her Mamochka.
Now bigger and stronger than her 12
yearold friends, yanka loves the stories
told by regular visitor anatoly, who recounts
adventures of fire dragons, princesses and
bears who become human.
But, one day, yanka is forced to run away
into the forest to discover the truth about
where she came from and who she is, begin
ning a remarkable journey with talking
animals, ancient curses and spiritual yagas
who escort the dead back to the stars.
Written with passion and compassion,
anderson’s talent as a weaver of magic
and creator of evocative landscapes is
growing with each book.
circumstances. Her small boys are always
an absolute treat — and never more so than
here. Magical indeed.
BOY GIANT
by Michael Morpurgo
(HarperCollins £12.99, 288 pp)
WHeN the war in afghanistan
escalates, cricketmad omar
(nickname owzat) is put on a
refugee boat by his terrified
mother and told to head for
his uncle in devon, england.
But he’s shipwrecked and washes up on the
island of Lilliput, where his giant size leads
the islanders to believe he’s the offspring of
Gulliver, who, several generations earlier,
resolved the war with a hostile island (over
the best way to eat an egg).
tensions, however, have risen again, so the
Lilliputians look to omar to bring peace in
the new conflict with their neighbours...
Morpurgo mines Jonathan swift’s classic
Gulliver’s travels for inspiration in this
modern fable about war, hatred and belong
ing that is funny, touching, relevant — and
beautifully illustrated by Michael foreman.
BOOKSFICTION
QUICHOTTE
by Salman Rushdie
(Cape £20, 416 pp)
WHAT windmills might
Cervantes’ 17th-century
incurable romantic Don
Quixote tilt at were he to
find himself crossing Trump’s America?
Salman Rushdie has a few ideas in
this Booker-longlisted, post-modernist
picaresque caper, in which a slightly
barmy Indian former travelling sales-
man, inspired by the fact he lives in ‘the
age of anything-can-happen’, sets out
through a fearful, bigoted nation in the
midst of an opioid crisis to capture the
heart of a reality TV star.
Anything can happen in fiction, too, it
turns out, as Rushdie splices Cervantes’
classic with Moby Dick and Pinocchio,
and then pulls out another rabbit by
revealing Quichotte and his dreamed-
into-life son Sancho are the creations
of a down-on-his-luck hack novelist.
Rushdie’s fans will find much to
love in this hyperactive, technicolour
satire of a cultural moment in which
the permeation of junk TV, fake news,
social media and Trump himself have so
disrupted the borders between fiction
and real life. Many balls are juggled
here, but, somehow, Rushdie keeps
them all gloriously in the air.
GIRL
by Edna O’Brien
(Faber £16.99, 240 pp)
NOT many writers well into
their 80s would travel to
Nigeria to research the
Chibok girls, abducted by
Islamic militants in 2014 and forced to
convert, bear children and far worse.
But not many writers are Edna O’Brien,
who scandalised her native Ireland
by daring to suggest in her 1960 debut
The Country Girls that young girls have
sexual agency, and who, in her 19th
novel, confirms that her fury with the
violations committed against women
in the name of religion remains as
strong a pulse as ever in her writing.
Girl is narrated by Maryam, a mere
child herself when she delivers a
daughter after ‘marrying’ a militant,
but who eventually escapes the camp,
only to find her former life no longer
offers the sanctuary she dreamed of.
O’Brien strangles at birth any potential
accusations of cultural appropriation
through the sheer violent beauty of her
writing, which often depicts a desperate
Maryam in a sort of fugue state, her
grip on time and events feverish, and
lends her story imaginative authenticity.
THIS IS HAPPINESS
by Niall Williams
(Bloomsbury £16.99, 400 pp)
IN FAHA, a colourful village
in Fifties Ireland, telling
stories is a way of life. So is
getting wet, the rain in this
part of the world falling practically
every day.
But, one day, the rain stops, a harbinger,
perhaps, of imminent change, since it’s
also the day the electricity board arrives
to connect this vibrant little community
to the modern world.
For young Noel, however, the world
changes that day for another reason:
his grandparents have taken a lodger,
Christy, a charismatic itinerant looking
for the woman he abandoned at the
altar 50 years before and whose story
will expose Noel to the stranger work-
ings of the human heart.
Williams has the eye of a poet and the
raconteur’s knack for finding a tale in
the most unpromising nook of everyday
life, as a now-adult Noel, summoning
the Faha of his nostalgic imagination,
narrates an elegiac novel that’s care-
ful always to offset the antic rural
eccentricity with darker notes of loss.
LITERARY FICTION
by CLAIRE ALLFREE
Feminist faces the Flying Squad
Illustration: CHRIS COADY
CRIME
GEOFFREY WANSELL
YOUNG FICTION
SALLY MORRIS
FANTASY
JAMIE BUXTON
THE DIRTY DOZEN
by Lynda La Plante
(Zaffre £18.99, 512 pp)
THIS fifth in the series of
prequels to Jane Tennison’s
iconic days as a fearsome DCI
in search of a Prime Suspect
is by far the most engaging.
Then a lowly detective
sergeant, Jane becomes the
first female detective to be
posted to the Met’s Flying
Squad, commonly known as
‘The Sweeney’ — brought so
vividly to life by DI Jack Regan
and DS George Carter on TV
more than four decades ago.
Tennison is at her prickliest,
determined to prove she’s
there on merit and not as
some kind of ‘experiment’.
Inevitably, she confronts the
misogynist, macho culture of
the squad of 12 based in East
London, who like to call them-
selves ‘The Dirty Dozen’.
Her new boss clearly thinks
she’s not up to the job of
confronting London’s hard
men — can Tennison prove
her worth and earn respect?
This is vintage La Plante.
WHAT YOU PAY FOR
by Claire Askew
(Hodder £16.99, 352 pp)
FOLLOWING her debut in All
The Hidden Truths, this story
once again focuses on DI
Helen Birch, who struggled
to cope with the mass school
shooting in Edinburgh in her
first outing.
Now, she is involved in a
major drug bust that aims
to capture one of Scotland’s
drug lords in the wake of
a shadowy tip-off from
an informant.
The police raid succeeds,
and many men are brought
into custody — but none,
including the ringleader, is
prepared to say a word.
To make matters even more
complicated, the informant —
who would be able to give
evidence against the gang
— has disappeared. Written
with style and compassion,
Askew asks intricate moral
questions, while never
ignoring the rigours of crime.
TIME FOR THE DEAD
by Lin Anderson
(Macmillan £14.99, 448 pp)
FORENSIC scientist Rhona
MacLeod has become one of
the most satisfying characters
in modern crime fiction —
honourable, inquisitive and
yet plagued by doubts and,
sometimes, fears.
In the wake of a horrific
experience in Glasgow,
MacLeod has left the city to
recuperate on the Isle of
Skye and to decide if she
ever wants to return to the
post-mortem table.
Out of the blue, she finds what
looks like a crime scene in the
woods not far from Portree —
but there’s no victim.
Then a group of Army medics
on leave from Afghanistan
arrive, only to go missing,
before two bodies turn up,
apparently after falling.
Is there a connection
with ‘the Snowman’ who
used to supply the islanders
with cocaine?
As ever, the landscape
is stunningly evoked and
MacLeod’s decency and
humanity shine through on
every page.
THE TIME OF GREEN MAGIC
by Hilary McKay
(Macmillan £12.99, 224 pp)
WHeN abi, her dad theo,
stepmum Polly and step
brothers Max and Louis
stretch themselves financially
to rent a neglected, ivycovered
house, strange things start to happen.
Polly goes away for work, so sensitive
(adorable) Louis takes comfort in a stray,
catlike creature that climbs into his room.
Bookish abi finds parallels between what
she’s reading and objects that suddenly
appear. is there magic in the house? and,
when Louis’s animal becomes increasingly
menacing, can the children control it?
Costa prizewinning McKay’s genius lies in
conjuring up the rough and tumble of family
life, where private sadness, grievances and
fears are bathed in the warmth and optimism
of adults trying their very best in difficult
Meanwhile, our tricksy anti
heroine is off on a worldsaving
quest involving fallen gods,
divine blood, unbeatable killers,
an evil father, a stroppy brother
— and pirates!
What’s not to like? Nothing,
that’s what. Utterly brilliant
and the best one so far.
BRIGHTFALL
by Jaime Lee Moyer
(Jo Fletcher Books
£18.99, 320 pp)
roBiN Hood,
a posh prig, has
retreated to a
monastery, abandoning Maid
Marian to bring up their two
children alone.
in this brave retelling of the
familiar story, she’s a hedgerow
witch and sherwood is home to
grindylows, hobs, sprites, fairies,
dragons — and worse.
someone is murdering the
Merry Men and Maid Marian
must find out who.
But mix with the fay folk at
your peril.
as well as the heavy price
they demand for favours, there
are longburied fairy feuds to
deal with.
even with the help of a hunky
woodsman and a shapeshifting
fairy lord, it takes all Marian’s
craft, patience and strength to
uncover the unsettling truth
behind the murders.
AN ORC ON
THE WILD SIDE
by Tom Holt
(Orbit £8.99,
400 pp)
WHeN the spawn
ing of a monstrous
sheorc is greeted with the
phrase ‘a terrible cutie is born’,
it’s time to adopt brace position
for some of the most heinous
puns ever dreamed of in the
multiverse. But bad jokes are
the least of King Mordak’s
worries: his plans to regulate
orcish awfulness are meeting
opposition, and a rift between
the worlds means blowins from
fulham are taking advantage
of low property prices in the
Hidden realms.
Meanwhile, traditional dwarf
industries are suffering in the
face of cheap Chinese imports...
Blending particle physics
with base humour, this devilish
satire bites large chunks out of
fantasy fiction, smug bloggers,
lawyers and all things elven.
devour with relish.