Book Review: Keep Me Safe by Daniela Sacerdoti

Keep Me SafeAbout the Book

When Anna’s partner walks away from their relationship, she is shattered. But it is her little girl Ava who takes it hardest of all. The six year old falls silent for three days. When she does speak, her words are troubling. Ava wants to go home. To a place called Seal. To her other mother. Anna knows to unravel the mystery she must find Seal and take Ava there. She hopes this tiny island will unlock her daughter’s memories. But could it also offer a new life… and unexpected love… for Anna too?

Click here to read an extract from the book’s opening scenes.

Format: Paperback (352 pp.)                           Publisher: Headline
Published: 7th September 2017                       Genre: Fiction

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My Review

I’ll confess from the start that I don’t read a lot of romance or stories with a fantasy element so this book was perhaps always going to have to work hard for me to love it.

There were quite a few things I did really enjoy:

  • The theme of the healing qualities of the natural world
  • The engaging picture of an island community, where everyone knows everyone else and you’re not just an anonymous figure amongst thousands
  • The exploration of grief and guilt following a bereavement and how silence can be a barrier to healing
  • The process of learning to trust and opening up to another person after a failed relationship

In the end, however, I found the supernatural element didn’t really do it for me and I found it hard to believe in the relationship that Anna forms when she arrives on Seal. It all seemed too sudden and convenient although I appreciate the author was probably trying to explore the idea of fate or destiny. I also felt the introduction of two new points of view towards the end of the book was unnecessary.

Keep Me Safe is undoubtedly romantic, though, and I’m sure there are many readers who will simply adore the story.  In my case, I enjoyed it but didn’t fall in love with it.

I received an advance reader copy courtesy of NetGalley and publishers Headline in return for an honest and unbiased review.

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In three words: Romance, supernatural, emotional

Try something similar…The Crows of Beara by Julie Christine Johnson (click here to read my review)


DanielaSacerdotiAbout the Author

Daniela Sacerdoti is a mother and a writer. Born in Naples, but brought up in a small village in the Italian Alps, she lives near Glasgow with her husband and sons. She steals time to write when everyone has gone to bed, or before they wake up. She’s a Primary teacher, but she chose to be at home with her children. She loves being with her boys, reading anything she can get her hands on and chatting with her girlfriends. But she also adores being on her own, free to daydream and make up stories.

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Blog Tour: A Jigsaw of Fire and Stars by Yaba Badoe

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I’m thrilled to host today’s stop on the blog tour for A Jigsaw of Fire and Stars by Yaba Badoe. Yaba is an award-winning Ghanaian-British filmmaker and her novel is described as a ‘powerful, haunting, contemporary debut that steps seamlessly from the horrors of people-trafficking to the magic of African folklore’.  The gorgeous cover is the work of illustrator, Leo Nickolls.

I’m delighted to say you can find an extract from this magical book below.

Plus, I can offer two lucky people the chance to own a SIGNED copy of A Jigsaw of Fire and Stars:

1) How to enter: Like and leave the comment “A Jigsaw of Fire and Stars”’ on the pinned post on What Cathy Read Next’s Facebook page – click here for link.
2) Winners: Two winners will be chosen at random and contacted via Facebook to provide name and address details. Prizes will be despatched direct from the publisher.

3) Eligibility: UK & Republic of Ireland postal addresses only.
4) Closing date: Entries must be submitted by 11.59pm GMT on 18th September.

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Badoe_A JIGSAW OF FIRE AND STARS_illus Leo NickollsAbout the Book

Sante was a baby when she was washed ashore in a sea-chest laden with treasure. It seems she is the sole survivor of the tragic sinking of a ship carrying migrants and refugees. Her people. Fourteen years on she’s a member of Mama Rose’s unique and dazzling circus. But, from their watery grave, the unquiet dead are calling Sante to avenge them: A bamboo flute. A golden bangle. A ripening mango which must not fall . . . if Sante is to tell their story and her own. Rich in the rhythms and colours of Africa and glittering circus days. Unflinching in its dark revelations about life. Yaba Badoe’s novel is beautiful and cruel and will linger long in the memory.

Praise for A Jigsaw of Fire and Stars:

‘The dark magic of African folklore meets the horror of modern-day people-trafficking in a powerful YA debut told in dazzling style with rich, seductive language.’ (Fiona Noble, The Bookseller)

Format: Hardback (278 pp.)        Publisher: Zephyr     Published: 7th September 2017
Genre: YA, Fantasy

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Extract: A Jigsaw of Fire and Stars by Yaba Badoe

There’s only one thing makes any sense when I wake from my dream. I’m a stranger and shouldn’t be here. Should my luck run out, a black-booted someone could step on me and crush me, as if I’m worth less than an ant. This I know for a fact. And yet once or twice a week, the dream seizes me and shakes me about:

‘Kill ’em! Kill ’em! Take their treasure!’ The order goes out and a dilapidated trawler in a stormy sea shudders. An iron-grey vessel, lights blazing, rams it a second time. The iron monster backs away, then with engines at full throttle, lunges again.

Faces contort. Old ones, young ones, men and women, brown and black faces. Screams punch through the air. Fishing nets tangle, spill over. A fuel tank explodes and the sea glows, roiling with blood and oil.

Below deck, a stench like an over-ripe mango oozes from a crouched woman. She shrieks: ‘My baby! My baby! Save my baby!’

A tall man responds with a command: ‘The sea-chest. Fetch our treasure. Quickly. For the child’s sake. Move.’

A figure tumbles into the sea. Then an old man, a girl in his arms, leaps. A deafening jumble of sound and sea swallows the cries of the drowning. The slip-slip-patter of bare feet on galley stairs ascend. Anxious eyes flit in faces bright with fear in the flame-light. The hand of the tall man pummels a pillow of yellow dust, then a footrest filled with glittering stones for the baby’s feet. Someone folds a cloth, a fine tapestry of blue and green, into a blanket.

‘Give her this,’ says a burly, bald-headed man. ‘My dagger to help her in battle. May the child be a princess, a true warrior, valiant in the face of danger yet merciful to those she defeats.’

‘May your spear arm be strong, my daughter,’ the tall man adds. ‘Your legs swift as a gazelle’s, and your heart the mighty heart of a lioness protecting her cubs.’

The petrified woman scribbles a note and hides it beneath the pillow, whispering a prayer. ‘May our ancestors watch over you, my child. May the creator of all life guide you and make you wily in the ways of the world we are sending you to.’      

The grey vessel, a trail of carnage in its wake, surges forwards with a splutter of gunfire. Bullets splinter the deck, tearing it open, and the trawler erupts in flames.

The tall man grabs the baby and bundles her into the chest. He holds it aloft and flings it into the sea. It lurches and almost capsizes. The baby gurgles, entranced by the rough play of water as a wave steadies her boat. She smiles, a jigsaw of fire and stars reflected in her eyes, and she stretches a dimpled hand to touch the moon.

Burning timber from the trawler’s bow crashes and splashes the baby’s face. Enchanted by flying embers, she coos. But when the sobs of the dying reach her, and waves stifle their gasps, she begins to whimper.

And, flung to and fro, bobs up and down, crying in the night.


Yaba Badoe photoAbout the Author

Yaba Badoe is an award-winning Ghanaian-British documentary filmmaker and writer. In 2014 Yaba was nominated for the Distinguished Woman of African Cinema award. She lives in London.

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