Monthly Archives: August 2012

Great bad prose–the Bulwer-Lytton winners for 2012

It’s easy to write badly but hard to write this deliberately awful and hilarious stuff that wins the Bulwer-Lytton contest. If you been asleep and don’t know what this is, here’s the link to the website page with this year’s winners, recently announced: http://www.bulwer-lytton.com/2012win.html

My favorite this year–the one that made me laugh out loud–is the runner-up for Purple Prose: “Corinne considered the colors (palest green, gray and lavender) and texture (downy as the finest velvet) and wondered, “How long have these cold cuts been in my refrigerator?” submitted by Linda Boatright of Omaha NE.

Thanks go to my Israeli writer friend Pnina Moed Kass who sent me the link.

The Strange Fate of Kitty Easton by Elizabeth Speller

With this book I struck gold–an absorbing historical mystery in the English country house genre with great characters and atmosphere. It takes place just after World War I in Wiltshire, at a crumbling old manor house with the spooky name of Easton Deadall. The story is told from the point of view of Laurence Bartram, a World War I veteran and architectural  historian whose specialty is church architecture. Bartram’s been called in by an architect friend to consult on the creation of a maze to honor the village men who died in the Great War  and on the restoration of the old church on the property.

Right away Bartram’s drawn into the family tragedy: the disappearance, 13 years earlier, of 5-year old Kitty Easton, daughter of  Lydia, widowed owner of the manor. Kitty’s unsolved disappearance is still fresh and wounding; the Easton family is riven with subterranean anger and jealousies. Bartram’s own life is haunted by the loss of his wife and unborn child and he’s suffering from the aftereffects of his horrific trench warfare experiences in France. The spectre of the war hangs over the novel–almost all the village men were killed in a single battle in France, leaving the village in the hands of grief-stricken women and men too old or unable to fight.

In good country house mystery tradition, there’s plenty of intrigue, gossip, and secrets (personal and architectural) revealed, as well as dead bodies. I found that  many of the characters stepped off the page: besides Bartram, the architect William Bolitho and his wife Eleanor were especially compelling. Speller has all the elements right. If you’re not entirely clear on the outlines of the country house mystery, there’s a good explanation here. This is the second Laurence Bartram mystery–I’m eager now to read the first one, The Return of Captain John Emmett.

Tell the Wolves I’m Home by Carol Rifka Brunt

This book was well-reviewed so I was looking forward to reading it. It’s really a young adult book.I’m sure the publisher was hoping for a bigger market. It’s told from the point of view of a 14-year old girl about her conflict with her 16 year old sister who’s jealous of the younger one’s relationship with their uncle Finn, an artist who died of AIDS. Each sister is jealous of the other, each one thinks the other is more talented, loved, etc until a crisis reveals…well, you get the idea. Not enough depth for me and I thought this was a story that’s been told (too) many times. The PW reviewer, while praising the book, wrote: “moral conflicts that resolve themselves too easily and characters nursing hearts of gold.” For me, that’s a good characterization.