Review: Sarah Dunant’s “Mapping the Edge”
I thought this would be pulpy but good, a more modern version of Dunant’s gripping The Birth of Venus, etc. But, yawn, no. Anna fails to return home from a trip to Florence, leaving her child and friends behind. Thriller (apparently): was it really a bizarre kidnapping or a torrid affair that held her back? After about 75pp, I couldn’t pretend to care. Abandoned.
Where it came from: Opshop
Time and manner of reading: Dead-end book-end bed reads
Where it went: Back to where it came from
Reminds me of/that: Non-famous books by famous authors often deserve to stay fameless and readless
Who I’d recommend it to: No
Also reading: Rabbit #4; How to Read a Poem by Edward Hirsch; The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier & Clay by Michael Chabon; Being Alive edited by Neil Astley; Delaunay by Hajo Duchting