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What a strange novel! But what else would you expect from the author of Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell? This is a brilliant creative exploration of reality.

Summary: A man named Piranesi moves through the rooms of a vast series of buildings. He has mapped the buildings and corridors of the labyrinth where he lives but it’s uncertain where he is and why he is there. Piranesi also produces detailed journals on the statues found in each building, along with the mysteries of the sea tides that swamp different floors. There is one other human that Piranesi encounters, the Other. But the Other only appears once a week and he has secrets that Piranesi slowly pieces together. To say it all comes crumbing down is an understatement.

Once the Other was in the Eighth Northern Hall. A strong Tide from the Northern Halls rose in the Tenth Vestibule, followed moments later by an equally strong Tide from the Eastern Halls in the Twelfth Vestibule. Vast quantities of Water poured into the surrounding Halls, including the one where the Other was. The Waters plucked him up and carried him away, sweeping him through Doors and battering him against Walls and Statues. Several times he was completely immersed, and he expected to drown. Eventually the Tides cast him up on the Pavement of the Third Western Hall (a distance of seven Halls from where he began). That is where I found him. I fetched him a blanket and hot soup made of seaweed and mussels. As soon as he was able t walk, he took himself off without a word. I do not know where he went. (I never really know.) This happened in the Sixth Month of the Year I named the Constellations. Since then the Other has been afraid of the Tides.

Part 2, The Other

Spoiler alert: Well, not a real spoiler, but the man’s name is not Piranesi, this is a name given to him by the Other. And this the fun of Susanna Clarke’s writing. Giovanni Battista Piranesi (1720-1778) was one of the greatest printmakers of the 18th century. He also loved architecture, in particular the grandeur of Rome, and was considered a creative genius. He’s best known for his hundreds of etchings including views of Rome, Pompeii, and his series on “Le Carceri d’Invenzione” or “The Imaginary Prisons.” I can see why the name Piranesi fits. A perfect quote from the 18th century Piranesi, “I need to produce great ideas, and I believe that if I were commissioned to design a new universe, I would be mad enough to undertake it.”

The characters in Piranesi are not the magicians of Susanna Clarke‘s earlier works. There is some of the world-exploration and mystery of Erin Morgenstern’s The Starless Sea, but again it’s not really magic and fantasy, even though there’s some magic realism here.

Perfect for fans of The Midnight Library by Matt Haig.

What an unsettling novel. Adeline LaRue grows up in the quiet village of Villon, France. She’s adventurous and curious about the world beyond the village paths. Adeline gets a small taste of freedom the few times she is allowed to travel with her father to market in a larger town but that soon ends when her mother deems her too grown up.

Next thing Addie knows, she is being married off to old Roger and there’s nothing she can say about it. It’s 1714. Addie runs away and prays to one of the old gods to save her. Anything but marrying Roger and living and dying within the small village. But Adeline doesn’t realize she is praying, begging, after dark, and you should never pray to the gods that answer in the dark.

Addie makes a deal with the wrong god. She wishes for freedom, and get immortality. The Dark has saved her from marriage but the curse is that she’ll never be remembered. As soon as she leaves someone’s sight, they forget her.

Adeline lives this way for 300 years before it all changes.

The novel bounces around from 1714 to 2014 and many years in between. Addie sees Wagner operas performed in their time, she watches Beethoven meet his end, sees Sinatra on stage, witnesses the French Revolution, World Wars, the 60s. It’s a crazy novel. And enjoyable read, but unsettling they way she is never there, never remembered. There’s something about making deals with the dark that is deeply unsettling, and captured so well here.

I absolutely loved this book. It is fast, fun, witty, and a pleasure to read.

Summary: Miss Mary Bennet’s life is thrown into turmoil upon the death of her father. He’s left the estate to a relative and Mary, her younger sister Kitty and their mother are now at the mercy of relatives who will take them in.

Their best bet are the married sister: Jane the eldest (Mrs. Bingley), Elizabeth (Mrs. Darcy), and Lydia the first to marry (Mrs. Wickham). But Mary wants none of it. She’d like to be independent, play the pianoforte, and read. Not get married off.

The four sisters (Lydia is absent) are sitting with their mother making funeral arrangements when one of the movers ends up stealing some rings. Mary is quick to deduce what’s happened and stops the theft. This seems unrelated to a strange nighttime visit from an unknown relative Lady Trafford who comes to pay respects to the dead Mr. Bennet. And yet, this book is full of twists and turns.

Mary ends up accepting Lady Trafford’s offer to train as a governess. But Lady Trafford is not all she seems and Mary is often left alone in her castle where she seeks to discover the truth about Lady Trafford and her intentions.

I don’t want to spoil any of the fun. But I do want to say this is a delightful mystery, very much in the Austen style. So glad I picked this one up.