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Quite possibly, I'm being unfair to this book just because I liked We Have Always Lived in the Castle so much, that anything was bound to fall short after that. The Haunting of Hill House is a well-executed horror story (yeah, I know, milestone in the genre, bla bla), thoroughly classic, and perhaps that's why I didn't find as memorable

The premise is that four strangers spend a week in a haunted house, determined to find out what is going on. The start is quite slow-paced, and when, finally, mysterious, creepy things begin to happen, they go hand in hand with the unraveling of human relations, and/or the lucidity of the protagonist (is for the reader to figure out which one of the two)

Swing Times has many things going for it. I really enjoyed the parts played in London, especially the protagonist's childhood in the estate, and how those bits of the story talk about girlhood, race and class in the UK. I appreciate having a story line that revolves around female friendships more than it does around romance, which would have been an easier way to create tension. It's hard for me to pin down why exactly I didn't 'feel' this book as much as I sometimes do, and felt the protagonist was not really 'alive' as I was reading.

Strange Heart Beating is beautifully written, and reads easily even though the plot is not in a rush of going anywhere. Seb, recently widowed and grieving, embarks on a trip to Latvia to get to retrospectively know his late wife, and the life she shed before moving to the UK. The story is laced through with allusions to mythology and symbolism, which usually annoy the hell out of me, but here felt well-paced and subtle enough. As I was reading, I realised I haven't read many books written by a woman from the perspective of a man. Somehow, I though the portrayal of masculinity that emerges from the book - hurt and restless - was quite perceptive.

I read these stories in a binge, with the help of a long plane journey. Gripping, funny, sinister, elegantly-written... the right read at the right moment, hence the enthusiastic star-rate! The common thread that ties them together is aging + killing. Hard to pick my favourite one. I loved the title story, Stone Mattress,  and also the "Alphinland series", and "Torching the Dusties"...which already brings us to 5 tales out of 9.

A gallery of sociological sketches, an homage to Rome, a commentary on Italy today, and a reflection on contemporary migration, and the experience of being far from home, however you define far and home, all under the pretense of a murder mystery. Though it is not a literary masterpiece, I truly enjoyed it.

Priestdaddy is a memoir centered around the author's dad: an overbearing, right-wing, frequently half-naked catholic priest. It is really, really funny. It is also affectionate, and sad. (Please, do or say something nice, so I can put it in the book - is Lockwood's silent prayer to her father). It is also full of depth, tackling head-on issues like falling out of faith, the church's (luck of) reaction to child-abuse within its ranks, and chemical pollution.

I don't know why I put off for reading this book for so long, having read and loved. Things Fall Apart. Though the two stand independently, I wish I remembered more details about the first book, to tie the pieces together. At any rate, I was not disappointed. Though a sense of doomness runs through it, the book reads itself, so to speak.  The writing is engaging and elegant, which this is especially remarkable given the weight of the themes handled: family and tradition vs individual choice, one's moral duty in a corrupted structure, colonialism and its legacy, the alienation of the protagonist, caught in between two systems of thought...all discussed with such sensitivity and complexity. Really recommended.