Autumn

I have to say it! I reckon Ali Smith writes almost as well as Meg Rosoff. (Whose birthday it is today. Meg’s, not Ali’s.) It was a piece Ali wrote for the Guardian, probably just before Summer was published, that had me reach towards the buy button, and I ordered Autumn, feeling curious and actively wanting to read some literary adult fiction.

This hardly ever happens.

I felt I should start at the beginning, so Autumn it was. (Winter is already standing by.)

I really, really liked it. Elisabeth is a most interesting heroine, and her passport application is to die for. I wish I could be like her. There is a mother, who at first seemed less attractive, but who grew on me. There is a friendship with Daniel, a much older man, who was great from the start. There are many thoughts about a lot of things.

The whole book, and I say whole, but it’s admirably short, really, is full of fragments, maybe jigsaw pieces, that eventually mostly fit together. There was one piece that didn’t join up, but having cheated and read a description of a later book, I know that my feeling that it would be important, was correct.

I can’t wait.

Except I might. Winter is coming, as I said, but perhaps I will keep Spring and Summer for later. Or not. As the Resident IT Consultant says, it can be sensible to get on the train standing at the platform now. Just in case.

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