It's the same as any other hectic night on the labor and delivery ward in a Connecticut hospital. But for experienced nurse Ruth Jefferson, it's a night that she'll never forget. Used to seeing patients from all walks of life, Ruth knows that the most important thing is for mothers to deliver safely with healthy … Continue reading Book Review | Small Great Things by Jodi Picoult
Six bright, misfit students begin at Oxford the autumn of 1990. Whilst many of their peers are from monied backgrounds and have been brought up with a silver spoon in their mouths, the group become friends on the basis that they are different from the rest. Jolyon, the most charming and well-loved of the group, … Continue reading Book Review | Black Chalk by Christoper Yates
It’s the long, sultry summer of 1982 in a small town in upstate New York. School friends Matthew and Patrick are spending the day up in the Swangum mountains. Nothing about this is unusual - it's where they've whiled away many summer days past. ‘I loved it in the Swangums, the summer of ‘81 one … Continue reading Book Review | Grist Mill Road by Christopher Yates
Cruise ships have a certain eeriness about them. Stuck out in the middle of the ocean, thousands of miles from land, often in enclosed, windowless cabins, the ceaseless rhythm and roar of the water beneath you. But for journalist Lo Blacklock, a trip aboard the Aurora’s maiden voyage is too good an opportunity to pass … Continue reading Book Review | The Woman in Cabin 10 by Ruth Ware
‘That was how he described the knot he’d carried in his chest ever since he could remember - a knot that, no matter how often he picked at it, would never loosen. The knot persisted throughout his childhood, into his teens: a tight confusion of endless loops, without beginning without middle without end.’
"The sunlight that came splintering through the wide window, dissolving into grains of sand, and the beauty of that body that, though this was not visible to the eye, was also ceaselessly splintering …"
"I was happy in those first days as really I'd never been before, roaming like a sleep-walker, stunned and drunk with beauty. ... The shock of first seeing a birch tree at night, rising up in the dark as cool and slim as a ghost. And the nights, bigger than imagining: black and gusty and enormous, disordered and wild with stars."