First of all, apologies for having been silent for a little while. I’ve been in France for a few days without internet access. However, the time was used well and I read two more books in that time (actually, it was three, but one was a copy of Marina Warner’s Reith Lectures, which was really work-related so it doesn’t count in the year’s tally), so I’ll write a bit about the first one now and follow up with another post tomorrow.
Shame is another novel by Karin Alvtegen. I often find it easier to read more than one crime novel in a row and since this was sitting on my shelf, it seemed the next logical read. Once more it is a crime novel without a detective, but with two relentlessly converging narratives that can only lead to a tragic outcome. This is a relatively bloodless book, with a few accidental deaths, but light on murders. There is even the hint of a possible happy ending – a chance of redemption for the central character, which is unusual for Alvtegen. In that sense this is a novel which, whilst not being full of the joys of spring, is more optimistic than I would have expected. Again this is a pacey read, but the threads of the narratives are not particular complex. There are no real surprises here and, after having read 3 Alvtegen novels, I’m beginning to see a formula emerging.