Mini Reviews: ‘Little Deaths’ and ‘The Memory Book’

Little Deaths by Emma Flint ***
9781509826575‘It’s the summer of 1965, and the streets of Queens, New York shimmer in a heatwave. One July morning, Ruth Malone wakes to find a bedroom window wide open and her two young children missing. After a desperate search, the police make a horrifying discovery. Noting Ruth’s perfectly made-up face and provocative clothing, the empty liquor bottles and love letters that litter her apartment, the detectives leap to convenient conclusions, fuelled by neighbourhood gossip and speculation. Sent to cover the case on his first major assignment, tabloid reporter Pete Wonicke at first can’t help but do the same. But the longer he spends watching Ruth, the more he learns about the darker workings of the police and the press. Soon, Pete begins to doubt everything he thought he knew. Ruth Malone is enthralling, challenging and secretive – is she really capable of murder? Haunting, intoxicating and heart-poundingly suspenseful, Little Deaths is a gripping novel about love, morality and obsession, exploring the capacity for good and evil within us all.’

The premise of Emma Flint’s Little Deaths intrigued me.  At first, her prose, with its element of mixed chronology, felt clever, and really helped to set the scene.  After a while however, the prose began to repeat itself at points, and there was an entire middle section which I found frankly rather dull and drawn out.  The period in which it was set – the mid-1960s in New York – was not very well evoked on the whole.  The background itself faded into the background at times, and the story was not well-grounded in Flint’s chosen period.  The novel did not feel quite consistent, but as is often the case with a murder mystery or thriller, one really has to get to the end to see who the crime was committed by.  In this instance, I guessed the perpetrator incredibly early on, so the whole held no real surprises for me.  Little Deaths is a book which I feel had far more potential than was utilised.


The Memory Book by Lara Avery **** 9781784299248
‘Samantha McCoy has it all mapped out. First she’s going to win the national debating championship, then she’s going to move to New York and become a human rights lawyer. But when Sam discovers that a rare disease is going to take away her memory, the future she’d planned so perfectly is derailed before its started. Realising that her life won’t wait to be lived, Sam sets out on a summer of firsts. The first party. The first rebellion. The first friendship. The last love.’

I don’t tend to read YA fiction, but as I am eternally fascinated by memory, the plot of The Memory Book certainly intrigued me.  The narrator, Sammie, is intelligent, which definitely helped to keep my interest as I was reading.  Neither she, nor her condition, are predictable in the least.  Avery’s novel is well structured and effective in its use of multiple voices; it tackles some important issues, and I will be highly recommending it.

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‘After Before’ by Jemma Wayne **

‘After Before’ by Jemma Wayne (Legend Press)

Whilst Jemma Wayne has written short stories and staged a play in London, After Before is her first novel.  It takes place during a British winter, in which ‘three women reach crisis point’. The first character whom we are introduced to is Emily, a survivor of the Rwandan genocide who has moved to the safety of anonymous London.  We then meet Vera, a recently converted Christian Londoner, who is struggling to live a moral life, despite dark secrets from her past which threaten to thwart her happiness.  The final woman in the triangle of sorts is Lynn, Vera’s mother-in-law to be, who has succumbed to a terminal illness and is ‘consumed by bitterness and resentment’ in consequence.

Emily is a lonely character, and Wayne exemplifies her vulnerability through her actions: ‘Emily was athletic once, strong, but now she was a little unsteady on her feet’.  She has been asked to leave her aunt and uncle’s home for an undisclosed reason, and is now living alone in a council flat near Golders Green.  Whilst she is an interesting character, Vera and Lynn both feel flat against her, and not at all realistic.  Vera sees herself as reformed, choosing religion over her previously unhealthy lifestyle due to a new relationship: ‘It is after all now 602 days since Vera last took cocaine, 433 since she’s smoked anything heavier than a regular Camel Light… and exactly 366 days since she’s had sex’.  Early in the novel, she becomes engaged to Luke, whose ‘thing’ is going to church.  Luke’s mother, Lynn, feels resentful of her sons trying to take charge of her condition as soon as she reveals that she has terminal cancer: ‘even her death was being appropriated by others’.

The third person perspective has been used throughout, and acts as a distancing tool of sorts, keeping the reader an observer of the scenes which unfold, but never allowing its audience to truly feel a part of the action.  The use of both present and past tenses makes the entirety a little halting, and does stop it flowing as a novel should.  The conversational patterns add to this, and exchanges between characters often feel a little jolting and unnatural.

Some of the sentences which Wayne crafts are lovely – ‘But during that final summer [at University] they’d swapped their dreams for books that they devoured in chunks, feeding each other morsels, like wolves’ – but unfortunately, these are sparse in terms of the length of the novel.   A lot of the other prose is stiff and rather too matter-of-fact.  Many of the details which are introduced are often repeated more than once, which becomes a little wearing.  In consequence, it does not feel as though an equal amount of care can be found throughout the novel.

Whilst the idea that three women from different backgrounds, all going through existential crises of sorts, is interesting, it does not feel as though it has been executed as well as it perhaps could have been here.  A lot of the emphasis within After Before is placed upon religion, and this hinders the plot a little sometimes, particularly with regard to the sheer volume of detail which Vera’s ‘conversion’ is given.  Whilst it is not badly written, After Before is just not compelling or different enough to set it apart from the swathes of contemporary literature which are published every year.  There is sadly nothing unique about it, either in terms of its plot, its characters or its setting, and it ultimately feels that an opportunity to craft a memorable and thought-provoking novel has been lost.

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