Book Review – Green Ink by Stephen May

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About the Book

David Lloyd George is at Chequers for the weekend with his mistress Frances Stevenson, fretting about the fact that his involvement in selling public honours is about to be revealed by one Victor Grayson. Victor is a bisexual hedonist and former firebrand socialist MP turned secret-service informant. Intent on rebuilding his profile as the leader of the revolutionary Left, he doesn’t know exactly how much of a hornet’s nest he’s stirred up. Doesn’t know that this is, in fact, his last day.

No one really knows what happened to Victor Grayson – he vanished one night in late September 1920, having threatened to reveal all he knew about the prime minister’s involvement in selling honours. Was he murdered by the British government? By enemies in the socialist movement (who he had betrayed in the war)? Did he fall in the Thames drunk? Did he vanish to save his own life, and become an antiques dealer in Kent?

Whatever the truth, Green Ink imagines what might have been with brio, humour and humanity; and is a reminder that the past was once as alive as we are today.

Format: Hardback (288 pages) Publisher: Swift Press
Publication date: 13th March 2025 Genre: Historical Fiction

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My Review

As in the author’s very enjoyable book, Sell Us The Rope, which concerned the young Stalin’s visit to London in May 1907, Green Ink is based on a real historical event, namely the disappearance of Victor Grayson on 28th September 1920. The circumstances of his disappearance remain unknown to this day and have been the subject of much speculation over the years. This is the author’s imagined answer to the mystery.

Told over the course of the day of Victor’s disappearance, the book gives the reader a vivid insight into a man who lived life on the edge – a drink, drug and sex-fuelled edge. The author assembles a cast of people who might have had reason to welcome Victor’s disappearance. These include Prime Minister David Lloyd George, fearful Victor may reveal his involvement in corruption, a spurned former lover and someone who has very personal reasons to resent Victor’s volte-face from passionate opponent of Britain’s entry into the First World War to enthusiastic advocate. And perhaps the memoir Victor is writing might disclose information the British government would rather remained secret. (Behind the scenes they’re doing quite a lot of information gathering themselves.)

This is London in the aftermath of the First World War and its consequences are graphically depicted. As Victor follows his fellow drinkers – ‘sad-eyed men and their long-suffering friends’ – out of a pub into the streets of London he sees ‘men muttering to themselves or hopping through the damp fog on crutches’. The streets are populated by ‘the blind, the crippled, the halt and the traumatised. Men chanting softly to themselves like so many confused monks.’ There is one particularly memorable scene in a cinema which brings home the devastation war can wreak on the human body.

I loved some of the character descriptions such as this one of actor and theatre producer Maundy Gregory. ‘He’d be an impressive figure if it didn’t look like subsidence was affecting his face, cheeks and jowls slithering to wards a flabby neck like a slow-moving mudslide.’

The book contains some explicit sex scenes which I found a little too anatomical to be erotic. There is also quite a bit of swearing which didn’t bother me but might some readers. On the other hand, there’s an infectious wit and verve about the writing which makes the book highly entertaining.

The circumstances of Victor’s disappearance, as imagined by the author, are dramatic but have an element of poetic justice. Of course, it doesn’t claim to be the truth and in a clever sleight of hand we learn exactly why that might not be the case. Oh, and the book’s title? ‘Everyone knows only the security services use green ink for their memoranda.’

I received a review copy courtesy of Swift Press.

In three words: Clever, witty, engrossing
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About the Author

Stephen May is the author of six novels including Life! Death! Prizes! which was shortlisted for the Costa Novel Award and The Guardian Not The Booker Prize. He has also been shortlisted for the Wales Book of the Year and is a winner of the Media Wales Reader’s Prize. He has also written plays, as well as for television and film. He lives in West Yorkshire.

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Book Review – There Are Rivers in the Sky by Elif Shafak

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About the Book

In the ruins of Nineveh, an ancient city of Mesopotamia, there lies, hidden in the sand, fragments of a long-forgotten poem, the Epic of Gilgamesh.

In Victorian London, an extraordinary child is born at the edge of the dirt-black River Thames. Arthur’s only chance of escaping poverty is his brilliant memory. When his gift earns him a spot as an apprentice at a printing press, Arthur’s world opens up far beyond the slums, with one book sending him across the seas: Nineveh and Its Ruins.

In Turkey in 2014, Narin, a Yazidi girl living by the River Tigris, waits to be baptised with water brought from the holy Lalish in Iraq. The ceremony is cruelly interrupted, and soon Narin and her grandmother must journey across war-torn lands in the hope of reaching the sacred valley of their people.

In London in 2018, broken-hearted Zaleekhah, a hydrologist, moves to a houseboat on the Thames to escape the wreckage of her marriage. Zaleekhah foresees a life drained of all love and meaning, until an unexpected connection to her homeland changes everything.

Format: Hardcover (484 pages) Publisher: Viking
Publication date: 8th August 2024 Genre: Historical Fiction

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My Review

This was a book club pick and I’m so grateful to the person who chose it because it has been sitting on my bookshelf ever since I bought a copy at last year’s Henley Literary Festival. I loved it and, with one exception, all the other book club members enjoyed the book as well.

I can’t summarise it better than the first sentence on the inside front cover: ‘This is the story of one lost poem, two great rivers and three remarkable lives – all connected by a single drop of water.’ I usually run a mile at the prospect of any element of magical realism in a book but I found it easy to accept the concept that a single drop of water could manifest itself in different forms, repeatedly changing from liquid to solid to vapour and back again over vast periods of time. ‘Water is the consummate immigrant, trapped in transit, never able to settle.’

The drop of water is not the only thing that connects the three characters and their stories. There are myriad others, some very small details – an oak tree, the colour lapis lazuli, mudlarking – that give you moments of pleasure when you spot them. And there are larger themes such as environmental pollution, climate change, migration, and social and economic inequality, that run through all three stories.

Storytelling is a big part of Narin’s story. Her grandmother tells her stories from Yazidi culture as they make the long journey to Iraq. It’s poignant because not only have the Yazidi been reduced in number because of systemic persecution but Narin is losing her hearing so this is her last chance to commit them to memory. Memory is another theme, particularly in relation to immigrants who carry with them stories from their heritage even while adjusting to a new one, making them members of what the author dubs ‘the memory tribe’.

Arthur’s story is the standout part of the book, not just because of the depth of his characterisation but because of the epic journey the author sends him on fuelled by his learning of the ancient city of Nineveh, once the largest city in the world but reduced to a ruin over the centuries. Arthur’s possesses a photographic memory, is able to solve complex mathematical problems in his head and has the ability to interpret patterns. (Today we might classify him as neurodivergent.) His ability to see patterns enables him to decipher the cuneiform tablets displayed in the British Museum, in particular those fragments that record, in incomplete form, the ancient poem the Epic of Gilgamesh. It fuels in him an insatiable desire to travel to the site of Nineveh in the hope of uncovering the lost fragments that tell the story of a great flood, predating that of Noah’s Ark in the Bible. (Arthur is based on George Smith, the first person to translate the Epic of Gilgamesh.)

In Arthur’s story, I loved the way the author conjured up the sights and sounds of Victorian London, the London of Dickens who actually makes a fleeting appearance. ‘Above and around him London wakes up – the scullery maids, the crossing-sweepers, the fish-curers, the dog-killers, the caddy-butchers, the costermongers, the coffin-makers, the rat-catchers, the long-song-sellers . . . Noise escalates, movements multiply; the city gushes forth, like a fountain that never runs dry.’

Perhaps, as some of my fellow book club members felt, the author tries to cram in too many ideas, some of which are not developed, and perhaps Zaleekhah’s story is the least compelling but, for me, the quality of the writing and the wonderful connections between the storylines outweighed any shortcomings. I also love a historical novel that teaches me things I did not know and makes me want to find out more about them. There Are Rivers in the Sky did just that. I very rarely reread books but this one may be the exception.

In three words: Epic, immersive, multi-layered
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About the Author

Elif Shafak is an award-winning British Turkish novelist, whose work has been translated into fifty-six languages. The author of nineteen books, twelve of which are novels, she is a bestselling author in many countries around the world. Shafak’s last novel, The Island of Missing Trees, was a top ten Sunday Times bestseller and was shortlisted for the Costa Novel Award and the Women’s Prize for Fiction. Her novel 10 Minutes 38 Seconds in This Strange World was shortlisted for the Booker Prize and the RSL Ondaatje Prize.

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