There was plenty of hype about Monica Ali’s debut novel ever before it got published. Ali was nominated amongst the Granta Best of Young British Novelists last year and was shortlisted (as favourite) for the 2003 Booker Prize. After reading Brick Lane, it’s
Kathy Reichs’ Dr. Tempe Brennan is, in Bare Bones, once again buried up to her neck in dead bodies and intriguing cases. The book begins with Brennan back home in Charlotte, North Carolina, investigating the charred remains of a newborn. Brennan’s nemesis
When Eithne was just 13 years old, her beautiful older sister, Beatrice, disappeared. She was never found again, alive or dead, and all that her family were left with was a beret, a pearl compact, a sketchbook and a blue scarf. Eithne’s mother Sarah
Ciara Lunny is perfectly happy. Married to airline pilot Jake for nearly twenty years she has never wanted for anything. With her hobbies including shopping and keeping herself beautiful, Ciara has never needed to use her brain, letting Jake take
Myla Goldberg’s ‘Bee Season’ is a US bestseller; it won rave reviews across the states from Time Magazine to the New York Times. What starts out as a story about a girl who discovers a talent for spelling grows into a sweeping tale of family breakdown
The poet Sylvia Plath wrote only one novel – The Bell Jar. Its protagonist, Ester Greenwood, is a young woman who is an ambitious and promising writer. Set in the 1950s, the first half of the book covers a month that Ester spends in New York as an
Nick Weston seems to have an enviable life. He runs his own advertising company, owns a fabulous house in an upmarket area of San Francisco and has a gorgeous wife whom he loves more than anything. There’s just one small problem: his company will fold
It has been an interesting year for fans of the nineteenth century writer Henry James. The literary giant has put in an appearance in three novels – Colm Tóibín’s Booker Prize-nominated The Master, Alan Hollinghurst’s The Line of Beauty –
Australian cook Bill Granger is the darling of the Sydney restaurant scene. He open his first café, Bill’s, twelve years ago and hasn’t looked back since. Earlier this month he opened his third Sydney restaurant and he is just about
Oscar Wilde said: “A man’s face is his autobiography. A woman’s face is her work of fiction”. For Lucy Grealy, the former is true and the latter is possibly the reason why she was a writer at all. This IS an autobiography, but focuses
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