Just finished one of Koeeoaddi’s recommendations: The Thirteenth Tale by Diane Setterfield. (It presented itself quite unexpectedly at the library – the last book on the last shelf of the “new fiction” section – when I’d just gone in hoping to find a novel or two.)
Wonderful old-fashioned storytelling – a woman (I was going to say “a young woman,” but that much isn’t entirely clear) is summoned to the home (on the moors, natch) of Britain’s most famous and beloved novelist. The woman, well into her 80s and approaching death, is finally ready to tell the truth about her life. Perhaps. It’s a long story, and a complicated one, that comes out little by little and resonates with her amanuensis’s own … issues.
Total page-turner – I spent the day lolling on the sofa reading. Highly recommended.