Trespass

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At the heart of the narrative, though, is one significant failure. It may well be intentional. Clark interleaves three voices to tell her story – those of Tess, Mia and Dave. She signally fails to explain or humanise the last of these: as the novel proceeds he becomes steadily more monstrous, until his behaviour is almost unbearable to read about. It may be Clark’s contention that such men are simply monsters. However, the value of extending Evans and Lewis’s work into fiction is surely the opportunity to go deeper into the lives and motivations of all the people caught up in these atrocities. Trespass does not fully pursue this. Having met Mark Kennedy once while he was still undercover, and been haunted by that meeting ever since, I could not help but wish it had.

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Like St. Paul's in Monsters, the London sewer is a major character in the novel, dominating the lives of both protagonists. I’ll also be grateful that this book isn’t a scratch and sniff version as The Great Stink of the title is the period of London history in the 19th century that led to our current sewer system being built by Bazalgette which is a major part of this fantastic story about William May who is a Surveyor who is involved in the works but is also suffering from PTSD from his time in the Crimean war, his symptoms manifest themselves in hallucinations and episodes of self- harm that are truly stomach churning. Unfortunately, these glimmers of interest ended up being few and far between, drowned out by how many things I really didn't like about the book. Set in the year 1718, this book follows young Eliza Tally as she leaves her small hometown to work as a maid for a London apothecary. In return for her labor, it is agreed that he will help her abort her unborn child. Alla fine della lettura, ho potuto dividere il romanzo in due parti: la prima, in cui Eliza vuole abortire a tutti i costi, e la seconda, in cui Eliza vuole salvare Mary. Questi erano i grandi obiettivi attorno a cui ruotavano i pensieri della protagonista, e purtroppo non erano abbastanza.To say this was a rollercoaster of a book would be a good analogy. I was intrigued by the blurb, looking forward to the ride ahead. Then I started reading it (or queuing if you like), waiting for the action to start. It was a long queue, and I almost gave up. Overall the story is somewhat heavy and dark, but has a very satisfactory ending. Not a wrapped-up-with-a-bow-happily-ever-after type ending, but a realistic, pleasing ending nonetheless. Making art is like keeping a dragon in your cellar,’ Sylvie told her once. ‘Some days you feel utterly invincible. Some days you go up in flames.’ Tess looked at the letter for a long time. With each sentence she felt Sylvie’s hands on her shoulders, turning her against herself. When it was time to fetch Mia from school, she tore the letter into small pieces and put them in the bin. Later that night she took them out again and burned them in the kitchen sink. Mia couldn’t read and she couldn’t reach the bin but Tess couldn’t shake the fear that she would find the torn-up words and put them together. That somehow the words would find her. It was eight years since Tess had left Sylvie’s house for the last time. There must have been cicadas that day, birdsong, the dis- tant shush of the sea, but Tess remembered only the silence and Sylvie standing at the gate, her face like the face of the wooden saint who proffered his bread in Quimper cathedral, sombre and unshakeable. She was still standing there when Tess turned the corner out of sight.

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Clare Clark manages to successfully evoke the claustrophobic world of 18th century London and its society in this novel, which explores the monsters in all of us and what they make us do. Clark's prose is highly polished and rich, and I could lose myself amongst the dark, narrow, filthy alleys (laughingly called "streets") of ancient London. She has a good ear for the telling detail or metaphor that creates a vivid image in the reader's mind.Ugaz’s case is all too familiar in Peru, where powerful groups regularly use the courts to silence journalists by fabricating criminal allegations against them.’ The smell was solid and brown as the river itself," she writes of the Thames, from which Londoners drew their drinking water. "It grinned its great brown grin and kept on going, brazen as you like, a great open stream of shit through the very centre of the capital, the knobbles and lumps of rich and poor jostling and rubbing along together, faces turned up to the sky. . . . The water was so dense and brown it seemed that it should bear a man's weight." I am not going to judge the veracity of Clark's account of the psychological dimensions of "cutting" and the hell it puts its sufferers through. These are not matters I dwell on because, frankly, I have enough stress in my own life that I don't feel the voyeuristic impulse to peep in on the sufferings of others. Anyone with May's condition has my sympathy and if I were to discover a friend had this condition, I would stand behind them and offer them what help I could. Clare Clark (b.1967) is the author of The Great Stink, a Washington Post Best Book of the Year, and The Nature of Monsters. The Great Stink , The Nature of Monsters , Savage Lands , Beautiful Lies, We That Are Left, and In the Full Light of the Sun.