Kel McGowan is Kelligrafie
This is a tale about a middle aged poet who falls in love with an illegal refugee. It's quite a gentle romance, but with a terrible resolution. I felt the book started off quite well. It definitely has its strengths in that it's not too overbearing and explicit. It's not your trashy city boy meets city girl chick lit.
It's split into three sections told from the perspective of the three women caught up in the tale but this for me, is where it started to go downhill. I think it should all have been told from the perspective of Ria, the poet. Ok, granted she wasn't there for the conclusion (hope that's not too much of a spoiler), but the third storyteller in the book grates a bit. There's also a little too much emphasis on the detachment side of Ria's personality.
I also, this isn't specific to this particular book, struggle with stories which involve someone like a poet or artist who doesn't go out to work like the rest of us, has nobody living with them that has a regular work-induced income and yet manages to stay at home being artistic all day, every day, because some distant relative died and left them a fortune.
That doesn't happen. Ever. Not to anyone I know and I can bet, not to anyone reading this review.
File under: Kelligrafie, book review, The Swimmer, Roma Tearne