The Visitors - Rebecca Mascull - Review & Author Q&A

Today I am reviewing The Visitors by Rebecca Mascull, and I'm delighted to also welcome  the author herself to the blog in an interview below! 

My review

'I know there is a land that surrounds me, but always lies just beyond my grasp. I feel its constant presence through everything everyone else can do and I cannot.'

The Visitors is an intelligent, imaginative and beautifully written debut novel which I found absorbing and really enjoyed reading. The author has created a wonderful, convincing narrator in Liza, a young deaf-blind girl, and by telling the story in her voice almost throughout, we are drawn deeply, vividly into her unique world and able to share in all that she can, and cannot, be part of: 

'...I cannot imagine comprehending an object through anything but the feel of it, the shape, the weight, the texture and the space it inhabits. Does all this also come through sight, or is it something so different it cannot be conceptualised, as different from touch as smell is? Another country, another language, another arena of sensation? I ache for it.'

I found this a captivating read that I was eager to continue with. It was a pleasure and a joy to read because of the way the reader could share so closely in Liza’s joy as she discovers more of the world around her through the use of finger spelling with Lottie, and then in other ways as things change further for her than she could have hoped. 

Lottie is a hop picker working for Liza's father, and in her Liza finds a very dear and devoted friend, the way they are together is heartwarming, with Lottie patient and kind. Liza finds love and friendship amongst Lottie's family too, with her brother Caleb's letters from the Boer war in the second half of the book adding further shape and historical context to the narrative. Liza has a loving father, their closeness was wonderful and I was glad she had this relationship, as, at least at first, her mother was too weak to be there for her. 

With the Visitors, the ghostly apparitions seen by Liza when she closes her eyes, and with whom she can communicate in her mind, the author adds another dimension to Liza's experiences and to the tale. I liked the significance of the role they played towards the end of the novel, though of course I won't write more about that here so that I don't spoil the story. The descriptions of the Kent hop fields, the oyster beds, and the Boer war are vivid and evocative. The book has a very attractive cover design, too. 

What I think I liked most of all was that Rebecca Mascull makes us see anew through Liza’s eyes much of the wonder in the world around us every day, and made this reader think about appreciating it all, and not taking things for granted. 

For me this was a very engaging, moving and atmospheric story of devoted, wonderful friendship, first love and attraction, of travel, adventure and war, and of ghostly visitors. I looked forward to getting back to it every time I had to put it down, and I read it in only a few sittings. An impressive debut.

Thanks to amazon vine for a review copy of this novel. 

Author links twitter @RebeccaMascull  | tumblr
Published by Hodder & Stoughton 

Q & A with Rebecca Mascull

Q. The Visitors is set in the late 19th/early 20th Century. What prompted you to set the tale at this point in history? Was this a period you already knew about, was there a lot of research involved?

When I decided to portray a deaf-blind child and her education, I wanted to set this at a point in history where she was facing a huge struggle against the odds. I didn't want her to necessarily be the first to do this - as there are well-documented real-life cases such as Helen Keller that have already covered that ground - but certainly at an early stage, so that essentially my character would be seen as an idiot before she had learned to communicate effectively - that is, until she learned language.

I didn't know much about the late Victorian/early Edwardian period at all - yet that was part of the challenge for me, and indeed, part of the fun! I love to learn and having an excuse to read lots of history books, visit old houses and inhabit another era is part of what I love about being a novelist. In his novel 'The Go-Between', L. P. Hartley writes: 'The past is a foreign country: they do things differently there.' So true. And anyone who knows me well will tell you that I do inhabit another country in my head much of the time, and that I do live in the past! I like many things about the modern world - mostly its convenience and some of its technology - but my heart resides in history.

Q. Have you wanted to write about a deafblind character for a long time or did the idea come to you quite recently?

I was lucky enough to work with deaf students about twenty years ago and was hooked on the idea of writing about deafness, as it is such a fascinating area of study. There are theories about the differences between the deaf brain and the hearing brain, as well as so much to consider when it comes to the structure and nature of sign language and how it compares to spoken and written language. I also saw a TV movie about Helen Keller as a child and tried very hard to imagine what it must feel like to have no sight and no hearing. These influences stayed with me and when I came to decide on this project, they came together and insisted they be written!

Q. I felt like Liza was very convincing, that you got inside her head and really showed how things were for her. How easy was it to write Liza's character and write about the way she experiences the world?

I'm so glad you felt that about Liza. It was difficult at first to imagine her world, particularly before she could see. I had to shut off the two senses I tend to use most when writing. I made lots of errors in early drafts where I forgot that she couldn't hear, and had her turning towards sounds and all sorts! So it was a big learning curve. I also had to embrace my sense of smell, which for me is not particularly good, and imagine how it would be to live through touch and smell primarily. It wasn't easy, but for me writing about myself or people similar to me would be dull. One of my motivations in writing is to escape, I suppose! The same as my motivation in reading or watching movies or engaging in any sort of narrative. So I do like to explore people in different times and lives and experiences, different to myself, that is. That's one of the joys of writing novels, for me.

Q. I loved the way Liza made me appreciate things that I can see and do, is there anything in particular that you appreciated anew as you were writing her character?

That's a super question. In the early chapters, before she can see, I tried hard not to pity her. She didn't pity herself as she didn't understand the pathos of her own condition. And even once she did understand, I think it just made her more determined to push forwards. This made me think the next time I was whining about some minor problem or inconvenience I'd had to put up with and made me tell myself, just shut up, Mascull: you've got NOTHING to complain about! 

Q. When is your favourite time of day to write, or do you just write as and when you can, whatever time it is?

I do have a routine, which these days is largely dictated by the school day and holidays. Thus, I write from 9.30 to 2.30, 5 days a week during term times and don't do much writing at weekends or in school holidays. However, I get a lot of research reading and note-taking done out of school hours, whenever I can fit it in: in the bath, in the evenings, while I'm waiting for my daughter after school or during clubs. In a perfect writer's world, I'd write all day from 9 - 5 in an empty house while it's snowing outside; there's something about the silence snow creates which is very conducive to writing. But who wants to live in a perfect world? That'd be dreary.

Q. Are you writing a second novel, and if so can you share anything about it yet?

Actually I've just finished writing my next novel. I don't have a title yet to share with you (I'll let you know as soon as I do!), but I can tell you a bit of what it's about. It's set in the C18th, where an orphan girl is educated through a benefactor. She becomes a scientist - or as they were called back then, a Natural Philosopher - she travels abroad and makes a remarkable discovery... It has various themes, of the sea, of love and war, of poverty and the position of women; and it was a joy to write. I enjoyed the C18th hugely. I'm about to get cracking on the line edit and I'm looking forward to diving back into its world, and particularly the C18th, which was chaotic and a little bit scary, but hugely entertaining! The novel is due for publication around this time next year. 

Q. Can you recommend a book or two you've enjoyed reading this year/or a couple of favourite books?

Ooh, good question. One of my favourites in the last year was 'Where D'You Go Bernadette?' by Maria Semple. From the rather gaudy cover, I didn't expect to like it at all, and I only read it because my lovely editor at Hodder gave it to me. But it was brilliant - very, very funny and thought-provoking and full of interesting stuff - such as Antarctica, where I've always wanted to go - and also things I could totally relate to, like the pressures of the school run, for example. I couldn't put it down, and that doesn't happen for me much any more. Sadly, reading novels can become a bit of a busman's holiday for me at times. I have to really be grabbed by a book to carry on reading after the first 30 pages, let alone finish it. I find myself over-analysing novels too much, and if any of the cracks show I end up tearing it to shreds in my head and get thrown way out of that necessary suspension of disbelief. So when I find one I can't stop reading and get lost in and don't remember I'm actually reading a constructed novel written by someone...well, I get terribly excited! Old favourites include anything by Salinger; The Great Gatsby, Wuthering Heights, Atwood's The Blind Assassin; Charles Frazier's Cold Mountain; most of Amy Tan's early novels - the ones about China and sisters and mothers; and then odd, quirky ones like The Mambo Kings Play Songs of Love by Oscar Hijuelos. One of the best writers around right now I believe is Marilynne Robinson; the quality of her prose is so far above the rest of us, it's terrifying - and inspiring. 

Q. As a published debut novelist, are there any particular tips you'd give to aspiring writers?

You do have to possess a kind of stubborn determination to carry on, I think. There will be many obstacles in your way, including your own insecurity. There will be many gatekeepers saying No Entry. You have to find ways around and past these, including using charm, side-stepping and sheer bloody-mindedness to keep going and going, improving your writing, picking yourself up from rejections and criticisms and downright hatchet jobs of your work. Somewhere inside there needs to be a kernel of self-belief, that your work is good, that you can make it better every time you sit down to write, and that one day you will find the readers who 'get' you, the ones that say, Yes, I know what you're trying to say and I like it! It may take years and years of trying, but if you get enough signs and signals from the world that what you're doing is good, then you must keep going, you simply must. I wish every writer on this journey the best, as it's not an easy road to travel. But I wouldn't choose any other path.

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Thank you so much, Rebecca, for being on my blog today! 

Here's a glimpse of the paperback cover design for The Visitors, to be published on July 18th 2014.

Bellman and Black - Diane Setterfield

William Bellman is just past his tenth birthday when he takes aims at a rook with his catapult; despite the seemingly impossible distance, the target is indeed met and the bird struck dead. Though he doesn’t dwell on it, this unsettling moment is set to ultimately shape and overshadow William’s whole future existence. 

He works hard and becomes a successful mill owner and happy family man with a lovely wife and children, seemingly very fortunate, but then his world is hit by terrible tragedy and loss. He notices a curious, inscrutable figure appearing in the graveyard, dressed all in black, and interprets that they have made an incredible agreement that will help him retain what still matters to him. As a result, William becomes creator of a shop devoted to everything relating to mourning on a grand scale. William pours himself utterly into his work, suppressing feelings and memories of what has gone before. But he is somehow haunted and can never be rid of his past.

The rook is a portent, a symbol throughout the story, always hovering, lurking, lingering, seemingly influencing Bellman’s path, and redressing the balance. More about the nature of the rook and its character is revealed in short asides interspersed throughout the novel.

I found this a dark, atmospheric and unusual Victorian tale depicting a man’s glorious rise and tragic fall; cleverly written and structured, it made me think about the joy and sadness of life. William is hardworking, caring and likeable, yet he is transformed into a shadow of his former self. The gradual unfolding of events, the shadowy, ghostlike figure of Black and the discovery of Bellman’s destiny all rendered this an intriguing, mysterious and compulsive read. 

Published by Orion

Originally reviewed for lovereading.co.uk, thanks to them and the publisher for an advance proof copy of this book to read and give an honest review. 

See the thoughts of other lovereading reviewers here. 

Never Alone - Linn B. Halton - Book Tour

My guest on the blog today is author Linn B. Halton, writing about her new book, Never Alone. Welcome Linn!

The fun thing about a virtual book tour is that you get to visit friends old and new. It’s great to be here with you again Lindsay, thank you so much for being a part of my Fiction Addiction Book Tour!

I’m here to talk about Never Alone, which is hot off the press. As a new author I’m still trying to up my game with each book I write and this is my fifth. After a departure to write a true story and then my first chick lit, I’m back to writing with a light psychic touch. I say ‘light’ as I wouldn’t class this as a ghost story. Because the incidents in the book are based on real experiences it’s more subtle, as is often the case with psychic phenomena. However, the story is really about life and love, about making decisions and being honest with yourself if you aren’t happy with the life you have. 

It begins with Holly describing her perfect life and counting her blessings, but from there on she’s riding an emotional rollercoaster. Gradually her life falls apart and it’s hard to see how she can pull it all back together.

Holly is an Estate Agent and she’s just had an unexplained experience in a house she’s been showing. It’s been a bad day and she climbs back into her car to go back to the office…

There’s an odd chill in the air. I notice it the moment I click the driver’s door shut. My eyes search for a sign that confirms I’m not imagining the change in temperature. I know it’s crazy, so I try to pull myself together and start the engine. I can’t stop glancing at the house as it disappears in the rear view mirror. Finally I turn out of the cul-de-sac and onto the main road that will take me back to the office. It’s over; my body sinks back into the seat with relief.

Turning on the radio to help me relax a little seems a good idea. Who wouldn’t be spooked? But the noise adds to a sense of confusion that continues to hover around me. I have to turn it down low, because suddenly the effort required to drive requires all of my concentration. Thoughts are still spinning around inside my head. I’m making silly mistakes, forgetting to indicate and not checking my speed. What’s gotten into me?

I glance in the rear view mirror when I hear a motorbike speeding up behind me and then I see it. A shadow, large enough to be a person, sitting in the backseat. A split second and then it’s gone. Frantically I apply the brakes, which is the last thing the bike rider travelling close behind me was expecting. He manages to overtake me, shouting obscenities as he screams past me at speed with only inches to spare. I’m shaking like a leaf. As soon as I manage to stop the car, I scrabble at the door handle to climb out.

                  I run over to stand on the grass verge. I can’t take my eyes off the car, as if I’m half-expecting someone else to step out. I need to check the back seat, but my heart is pounding savagely in my chest and my body is heavy. My arm and shoulder are so painful, I long to curl up somewhere safe and comfortable. Why is this happening? Am I simply freaking myself out?

                  A car driving past slows, then pulls to a halt. A young woman winds down the passenger window. It’s not someone I recognise.

                  “Hey,” she calls out, “are you OK there? Broken down?” I walk towards her car, hoping that when I open my mouth a coherent sentence will come out.

                  “Yes, broken down,” I repeat, parrot-fashion. What am I doing? I can’t stand here all day, although I have no intention of getting back into my car.

                  “I’m heading towards Stroud; can I give you a lift?” She’s already moving items off of the passenger seat. She leans across to pull the handle to open the door for me. My brain is racing; this is stupid. What am I going to say when I arrive back at the office? I have no choice because I’m too scared to drive back in my own car. I press lock on the key fob in my hand and climb into the passenger seat.

                  “Thank you so much. I’m Holly Atherton,” I introduce myself. I can only hope the look on my face is composed.

                  “Hi, Holly, I’m Sam Watts. Always a pleasure to help out another motorist. I broke down once on a roundabout in Gloucester and I was so grateful when two people came to my rescue. Mind you, I only stop for women motorists. You have to be safe, don’t you?” She smiles back at me and suddenly, in the blink of an eye, a sense of normality returns. I can’t explain why or how; I only know that whatever it was that was with me, has now disappeared.

                  We talk all the way to Stroud and I hope I made sense, because I can’t for the life of me remember a word I’ve been saying. Sam kindly takes a small detour and drops me in Ardington High Street, a couple of hundred yards away from the office. The silly thing is I didn’t even grab my bag out of the car, so I can’t offer her anything. I’m embarrassed and say so, but she dismisses it with a smile and tells me to return the favour if I ever see someone broken down.

                  I watch her pull away, and wave. The reality of what I’ve done hits me. There is nothing wrong with my car and I’ve abandoned it, fifteen miles away on a country road. I’ve left everything, including my mobile, in the car and now I’m back here at the office and I don’t know what I’m going to say.

Linn’s links:

Website 
A loveahappyending.com author
Signed by:http://www.sapphirestarpublishing.com/linnbhalton
Twitter: @LinnBHalton
Facebook: Linn B Halton
Romantic Novelists’ Association page

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Thanks to Linn for her guest post today, and to Shaz for organising the FABT posts.

The Glass Guardian - Linda Gillard

'Do you sense the past at Tigh-na-Linne?'

When her dear Aunt Janet passes away, Ruth Travers inherits 'Tigh-na-Linne', a large old house on the Isle of Skye. She spent summers here in her childhood. Losing her Aunt is one in a series of bereavements that Ruth has experienced in a short space of time, with both her father and also her partner having passed away. Her television career as a horticulturalist isn't looking very promising either. When she revisits the house on Skye, wondering what her options might be other than to sell the place, as she is sorting through her Aunt's musical compositions, and uncovering information about the family history, she discovers that she isn't the only one present in the house. In fact, a man who lost his life nearly a hundred years earlier is still very much a part of 'Tigh-na-Linne', and Ruth feels a strong attraction towards him. Could she be falling in love...with a ghost?

Ruth is a likeable and sympathetic character. Her mother died whilst Ruth was young, and her father was never able to develop a close relationship with his daughter, leaving Ruth with her Aunt Janet to offer her the closest to a maternal love in her childhood. Ruth shares her recollections of times spent at the house on Skye in her youth. The novel opens with an episode from Ruth's childhood, involving the pond in the garden at Tigh-na-Linne; an event which will have some significance as the story unfolds. 

The author sensitively explores Ruth's feelings of loss, of not being certain of the next step in her life, and, as the seasons change, the beautiful but increasingly isolated location and the depiction of the wintry weather adds to the atmosphere of the story. Equally sensitive is the portrayal of the strong love story that emerges, and how someone who knows so much about death can teach someone else so much about life. I don't want to reveal anything further about the story here, as it is for the reader to discover the characters and their connections as the story develops.

I have enjoyed reading many of this author's previous novels and this one was no exception. Linda Gillard writes convincingly and authentically about emotions and relationships, creating believable female characters who have lived life, and attractive male leads, incorporating serious elements, and humour, as well as always delivering a highly readable, compelling storyline that keeps me engrossed. Here the author gives the reader an extra dimension to the story, offering us a supernatural or paranormal element to the tale.  

This is a captivating story, dealing with passionate love and tragic death, loss, isolation, family history and secrets. I liked the inclusion of music and the key role it has to play in this story. I love the combination of a love story with a ghostly twist to the tale. A ghost story or a story with a supernatural element wouldn't be my first choice of read, but Linda handles this element in a clever way and incorporates it into a convincing story and consequently I felt drawn in to the ideas raised and open to what occurs.

An old, crumbling house, snow falling all around, and a handsome ghost...curling up with this book on a dark night would be perfect! I love the stunning cover picture.

Available now as an ebook for Kindle from amazon.co.uk and amazon.com (priced £1.90/$2.99)


You can visit the author's website here to find out more, and also follow her on facebook.


Linda kindly provided an excerpt and an introduction to The Glass Guardian for this blog, which you can find here.