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It is wholeheartedly accepted by each and every book lover I know, that Persephone, an independent London based publisher, produce absolutely gorgeous books. Persephone publish classic works which have often been overlooked or forgotten, and these books are usually written by female writers, all covering a wide range of genres and text type. Never having owned a Persephone book, I immediately headed to their very cosy shop whilst in London earlier this year , and picked up Marghanita Laski’s The Victorian Chaise-Longue.One factor played largely in my decision to purchase this particular book – it is on the Times 1000 Best Books List, and I am aiming to slowly (and I mean very slowly) work my way through them. As you can see, the effort which has gone into the design of these books has been done very, very, well, with their iconic, striking grey covers, and contrastingly vibrant end-papers. As if this was not enough, they also come complete with matching book mark (always a bonus!). Gorgeous end-papers and bookmark!The Victorian Chaise-Longue is a short novella, consisting of merely 99 pages.

It details the story of Melanie, a young woman living in the 1950’s, who is settled with a husband and young baby, but is in the middle of recovering from Tuberculosis. One day, after falling asleep, Melanie wakes up in the body of a complete stranger – from ninety years previous! Although short, this novella follows themes of time travel, madness, mental health, family and gender.As you can imagine from its tiny page count, this is a very fast paced, easy read. It wastes no time in establishing the major plot line, and you are immediately intrigued as to what has happened and what has caused this to happen.Whilst some have described this story as a horror, it is much more of a psychological thriller. The idea that Melanie, a happy, well placed woman, can become trapped both mentally and physically in the body of a woman in the Victorian era is terrifying. Not only is Melanie trapped in this new body, she is also trapped by the Victorian gender and ideological constructions which had imprisoned the body she now possesses; her alter-ego, Mille.

Using the people who come into the room, the people who believe they are visiting the Victorian Millie, Melanie must try to piece together who this woman really is, and what has brought her to her current situation.This sense of mystery certainly keeps you intrigued and makes you follow the story, but overall I left this read feeling slightly underwhelmed. Obviously, with its short nature, this book is never going to be able to build up a thorough relationship between the reader and the various characters. However, I did not even feel very involved with Melanie, our main protagonist.

I felt that we were continually held somewhat at a distance, and we were never fully able to overcome this aloofness. Comparing this text to other novellas of similarity, such as The Yellow Wallpaper, I felt that this paled somewhat in comparison. In The Yellow Wallpaper, I felt totally engrossed in the main women’s life and the themes surrounding her mental state, and felt that the novel was hugely impressive considering its shortness. I just did not feel the same about this in comparison.In addition, I felt rather let down by the conclusion of this novella. I have nothing against ambiguity in the endings of books, but I feel that in order for this to work properly, we need to have had some sort of full engagement in the rest of the text. Because I felt a disconnect of sorts throughout this novella, I felt that the story did not really impart anything memorable to me, and left me in a disappointing frame of mind.The novella is well written, and the premise of the book is intriguing.

I just feel that it could have perhaps been executed to a more engaging degree, and felt like I needed to get more out of this story than I actually did. If any of you have read this, please let me know how you feel!Publisher:Rating: 2./5.

I'vealways meant to write a bit about Marghanita Laski, who is surely one of themost exciting and interesting of Persephone's rediscovered authors, or at leastone of my own favorites. Sadly, she onlypublished six novels, all in the course of less than a decade, before sheturned her attention to writing a single play, biographical and critical workson the likes of Jane Austen, Rudyard Kipling, George Eliot, Charlotte Yonge,and Frances Hodgson Burnett, a couple of stray children's books, and severalbooks about religion written from the perspective of her own atheism. Of hersix novels, four have been reprinted by Persephone— To Bed with Grand Music (1946), LittleBoy Lost (1949), The Village (1952),and The Victorian Chaise Longue(1953)—and all of those are among my favorites and are novels I recommend toanyone with an interest in World War II and the postwar period. I also very much enjoyed the two thatPersephone (so far, at least) have not reprinted, both of which have World WarII-related themes. Love on the Super-tax (1944), Laski's debut, is a challenge totrack down, but deals cheerfully with the black market and class relationsduring the war, while Tory Heaven; or,Thunder on the Right (1948, inexplicably published in the U.S. As Toasted English) is a satire that presentsa surreal postwar world in which traditional class boundaries are now enforcedby law, with rather amusing results for six people of varying classes who havebeen cast away on a desert island for the duration of the war and are onlyrescued shortly after it ends.

SinceLaski is such an interesting and entertaining author, there's no shortage ofbloggers writing about her, most of whom have probably said it better than Icould. But what better excuse to mentionsome of my favorite bloggers?

Lyn at discussed To Bed withGrand Music back in 2010, as did. Karen at andboth reviewed The Village back in2011, and Kirkus reviewed it with itsusual condescension when it first appeared, ending its review thus: 'Thelarger issues of class and caste disintegration translated in terms of everydaylives, recognizable frailties, this is gentle in its realism and warm in itsinterpretation. For women, with possibly stronger rentals than sales.' (I'd like to travel back in time just to boxthat reviewer's ears.) As for Little Boy Lost, Thomas at was lukewarm, and was exasperated, but my own experience was somethingcloser to 's. Simon athas discussed both Little Boy Lostand Love on the Supertax, while also posted a review of the latter just a few months ago. And everyonehas reviewed The VictorianChaise-Longue (and the reviews have been mixed), but my favorite has to be 'sbecause of the fascinating background she compiled of the year in which it waspublished.

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Thenovels, then, are relatively well-known, but I've always been curious aboutthis little book called Apologies(1955)—which, according to the only references to it I could find, seemed to bea humorous collection of Laski's magazine pieces—and about 'TheTower,' one of the only short stories Laski seems to have published, whichoriginally appeared in Cynthia Asquith's ThirdGhost Book, also in 1955. Mentionsof these works are few and far between online, so when I managed to get my hotlittle hands on both, I decided I could kill two birds with one stone (though Iordinarily make it a policy not to kill any birds at all, by stoning orotherwise) and finally write a bit about Laski while sharing some informationon two of her lesser-known writings. It'san unusual way to make a point, but presumably it served its purpose, as anacknowledgement at the beginning notes that many of the pieces had previouslyappeared in The Observer, Vogue, Punch,The Spectator, and Time and Tide. At first, however, I was a bit disappointed,hoping for more pizzazz or a few more clear-cut giggles. The pieces just seemed to be without a lot ofsignificant content and none too hysterically funny.

But then I started to look back over them,and suddenly they began to 'work' for me. I found that by slowing down and really thinkingabout each of the predicates, as it were, and imagining the kinds of people whomight be making such statements, they do start to make their point and evenpack a bit of a wallop. For wecertainly hear (and use ourselves?) these same kinds of benign and banalgeneralities today, but we don't perhaps think of just what a substantialnumber of them there are and what their underlying purpose might be. And perhapsas entertaining as the banalities Laski compiled are the wonderfulillustrations 'by Anton.' Itried to poke around and find some additional information on this mysteriousAnton, and I swear I have read another book featuring his illustrations, but Icould find nothing online and couldn't for the life of me remember in what bookI might have stumbled across his illustrations before.

They are perfect complements to Laski's text,though, and I can't resist (well, when do I ever resist?) sharing a couplemore. This one rather speaks for itself. Thefact that 'The Tower' really couldn't be more different from Apologies is consistent with theastonishing variety of Laski's body of work in general. The story first appeared, as I noted above, inCynthia Asquith's Third Ghost Book in1955, but it was reprinted more recently in both The Norton Book of Ghost Stories (1994) and The Oxford Book of Twentieth-Century Ghost Stories (1996), both ofwhich are likely to be cornucopias for fans of ghosts and the supernatural—inparticular, the latter's other authors range from E. Nesbit, Elizabeth Taylor,and Elizabeth Bowen to F. Scott Fitzgerald, Graham Greene, and Penelope Lively.

It's rather a shame that Persephone didn'tinclude 'The Tower' in their reprint of The Victorian Chaise Longue, as it shares some of that work'sthemes and is similarly harrowing. Itwould have made a perfect companion piece.Weighing in at only 8 pages, the story is a concise little masterpieceof tension building into horror.

Ofcourse, I can't share too much of it here without spoiling it, so I will merelytease you and encourage you to read it (preferably not late at night or whenyou're alone). It's about Caroline, thenewlywed wife of David, a British Council worker in Florence.

She has relocated to Florence with him justthree months ago, and has spent much of that time being led on a cycle oftourism by her husband, whose fascination for Italian art and architecture isinsatiable and a bit on the pretentious side. Caroline had come out to Italy with the idea that when she hadworked through one or two galleries and made a few trips—say to Assisi andSiena—she would have done her duty as a British Council wife, and could thensettle down to examining the Florentine shops, which everyone had told her weretoo marvellous for words. But Neville had been contemptuous of her programme. 'You can see the stuff in the galleries at any time,' he had said, 'but I'd likeyou to start with the pieces that the ordinary: tourist doesn't see,' and ofcourse Caroline couldn't possibly let herself be classed as an ordinarytourist. Amongthe things she has seen with David is a haunting portrait of a young girl,painted by Niccolo di Ferramano, aRenaissance artist and perhaps a dabbler in black magic as well. Fallout new vegas duster mod. Caroline learns that the girl was the youngwife of di Ferramano and that she died at only 18 years of age, while David notesthe resemblance of the young girl to Caroline herself. As the story opens, Caroline has had herfirst day out exploring the Italian countryside on her own, and has come acrossa guidebook reference to an intriguing tower, coincidentally also built by diFerramano.

Triumphantly Caroline lifted her finger from the fine italic type.There was nothing to mar the success of this afternoon. Not only had she takenthe car out alone for the first time, driving unerringly on the right-hand sideof the road, but what she had achieved was not a simple drive but a culturalexcursion.

She had taken the Italian guide-book Neville was always urging onher and hesitantly, haltingly, she had managed to piece out enough of thelanguage to choose a route that took in four well-thought-of frescoes, twouniversally-admired campaniles, and one wooden crucifix in a village churchquite a long way from the main road. It was not, after all, such a bad thingthat a British Council meeting had kept Neville in Florence. True, he wascertain to know all about the campaniles and the frescoes, but there was just achance that he hadn't discovered the crucifix, and how gratifying if she could,at last, have something of her own to contribute to his constantly accumulatinghoard of culture.

And now she has come across the tower, which offers an even more exclusive experience. Naturally, Caroline decides to climb the tower, despite the approach ofevening, but I can't tell youmuch about her ascent and descent except to say that it will make you grip thearms of your chair.