There is something about the book I just finished (Joanne Harris, Coastliners). I just can’t get rid of the feeling that it is all too sad and negative. Even during the positive and more uplifting scenes, there is a negative cloud lurching in the background, shadowing every prospect it ever had of being an interesting read. And it bothers me so much, because it had such a great future.
Set in France the plot begins with a young woman (Mado), who returns to her native island to save it from slowly being washed away by the sea. Her father entering the plot being old and grumpy, the villagers the same, but even as the tide turns and the village eventually prosper, the feeling of negativity stays with me and I can’t cast it off. All the way to the end the negativity prevailed and the book left me empty with no hopes for the future.
Pity on such a good writer (Harris is the author of the book Chocolat, turned in to a movie by director Lasse Hallström)
Josefine
My recommendations: Marian Keyes, An unexpected holiday. A much more enlightened reading.
