Showing posts with label Historical Fiction. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Historical Fiction. Show all posts

Sunday, 18 July 2021

Read my #BookReview of The Girl from Venice by Siobhan Daiko #BlogTour #CoffeePotBookClub @siobhandaiko @maryanneyarde

 

 


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The appeal, I think, of WW2 novels is the sense of realism, and the fact that despite the years rolling on, it still does not seem that long ago. As one would expect, there are scenes in this book that really tug at your heartstrings, but there are also lighter moments, hints of happiness even. While this book technically follows two timelines, both focus on Lidia, in WW2 Italy. The second timeline follows Charlotte, in 2010, as she attempts to uncover her Gran’s past. Lidia, being a Jew during the Second World War, faces some desperate challenges. She desperately wants to stay with her father, but as living in Venice starts to become more and more dangerous, and with him refusing to listen to her and leave while they still can, Lidia’s path takes an unprecedented turn with both emotional and physical hardships.

With two storylines, you get double the joy and love, but also double the sadness. Charlotte doesn’t feel like she belongs anywhere, and Lidia must leave where she knows and belongs to stay alive and safe. Lidia ends up with a wonderful family, who, when she asks, point her in the direction of the partisans, with whom they work, and support. With both women, we get to watch a love story unfold, and both bloom so similarly that the two women seem to be alike in more than just looks, but in personality as well.

There are some distressing scenes in this book, and they make your heart wrench. The outcome, as well, is equally heartbreaking.

This book is so utterly riveting, I simply could not put it down. This is the sort of book that I could read again and again.

 


Lidia De Angelis has kept a low profile since Mussolini's racial laws wrenched her from her childhood sweetheart. But when the Germans occupy Venice in 1943, she must flee the city to save her life.

 

Lidia joins the partisans in the Venetian mountains, where she meets David, an English soldier fighting for the same cause. As she grows closer to him, harsh Nazi reprisals and Lidia’s own ardent anti-fascist activities threaten to tear them apart.

 

Decades later in London, while sorting through her grandmother’s belongings after her death, Charlotte discovers a Jewish prayer book, unopened letters written in Italian, and a fading photograph of a group of young people in front of the Doge’s Palace.

 

Intrigued by her grandmother’s refusal to talk about her life in Italy before and during the war, Charlotte travels to Venice in search of her roots. There, she learns not only the devastating truth about her grandmother’s past, but also some surprising truths about herself.

 

A heart-breaking page-turner, based on actual events in Italy during World War II

 

Trigger Warnings:

Death, Miscarriage, PTSD, Rape.

 


If you would like to read this click on the book's name - The Girl from Venice - and it will take you to your favourite online bookstore.

 

 

 Siobhan Daiko is an international bestselling historical romantic fiction author. A lover of all things Italian, she lives in the Veneto region of northern Italy with her husband, a Havanese puppy and two rescue cats. After a life of romance and adventure in Hong Kong, Australia and the UK, Siobhan now spends her time, when she isn't writing, enjoying the sweet life near Venice.

 

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Monday, 19 April 2021

Read an exerpt from The Custard Corpses by MJ Porter

 I am a little nervous, as I have never taken part in a blog tour before, but I thought it would be a great way to discover new authors. So, with that in mind, please welcome MJ Porter onto the blog!

 


 

The Custard Corpses

By M J Porter

 

A delicious 1940s mystery.
Birmingham, England, 1943.

While the whine of the air raid sirens might no longer be rousing him from bed every night, a two-decade-old unsolved murder case will ensure that Chief Inspector Mason of Erdington Police Station is about to suffer more sleepless nights.

Young Robert McFarlane’s body was found outside the local church hall on 30th September 1923. But, his cause of death was drowning, and he’d been missing for three days before his body was found. No one was ever arrested for the crime. No answers could ever be given to the grieving family. The unsolved case has haunted Mason ever since.

But, the chance discovery of another victim, with worrying parallels, sets Mason, and his constable, O’Rourke, on a journey that will take them back over twenty-five years, the chance to finally solve the case, while all around them the uncertainty of war continues, impossible to ignore.

 


“Here it is,” and Higham pulled the car close to the kerb and pointed to the same tree that Sam had just seen in the old newspaper article.

 

“Is it still the Women’s Institute?”

 

“Yes, but they don’t use it much, not at the moment, and not really since then. Too many memories.”

 

The building before him was typical of the others in the street. Quite grand, with a large enclosed front door, a bit too fancy for his eyes. He couldn’t help but think that the building looked cold, despite the stack of chimneys on the tiled roof. Perhaps it was always cold inside.

 

“I think the body was found here.” Higham had taken herself to the enormous oak tree and looked around as though the corpse might still be there.

 

Sam twirled to take in the view before him. There was the scent of rich earth and an overwhelming salty smell from the sea, even though he couldn’t see it through the press of houses on the other side of the road. It was very different from Erdington and yet also the same. Even now, the street was quiet, the building silent and foreboding but offering the illusion of privacy.

 

“I think there used to be a cut through to the park, behind the building. That’s why the dog-walker found the body.”

 

Sam smirked. He’d just been considering why anyone would be hovering in what seemed to be an abandoned garden, screened off from the main street by a tall stone wall and a thick cover of trees.

 

“But, I think much of this has been planted since.”

 

“You seem well informed?” he offered. Higham grinned.

 

“I live over there,” and she pointed to one of the large Victorian houses on the other side of the tree-lined road, with a bright red door. “I’ve watched this place change throughout my lifetime. It used to be popular, but not anymore. I don’t think it’s because of the murder. It’s just a bit out of the way now that everyone goes into the busy shopping area. I would think the Women’s Institute might sell it. They mainly use the Town Hall for meetings now. There’s more parking for those well-to-do women who have access to a motor vehicle. and it’s much warmer than this cold, old building.”

 

“So, you’re what? Twenty-two?”

 

“Twenty-four, sir. We moved here seventeen years ago, just after the murder. I think my parents managed to get the house cheaply because of what had happened. The other family just wanted to move away.”

 

Higham paused, and Sam waited, curious to see what she’d say.

 

“It’s always been a bit strange around here. It’s not as though people avoid the place, but I’ve seen people of a certain generation cross over when they get close to the Women’s Institute. The memories of what happened here are long for people who lived in Weston at the time. New arrivals know nothing about it, and so they’re not at all bothered. They don’t cross the road or avoid coming here.”

 

“It’s similar where my victim was found. It’s a church hall still, but no one uses it other than for necessities. Certainly, parties and fetes are held elsewhere.”

 

Higham nodded, a flicker of relief on her intense face...


You can pick up your copy over on Amazon.

 

M J Porter writes historical fiction set before 1066. Usually.

 

This is M J's first foray into the historical mystery genre and the, relatively recent, twentieth century.

 

M J writes A LOT, you've been warned.

 

You can connect with MJ Porter at the following locations: Website, Blog, Twitter, LinkedIn, Instagram, Pinterest, BookBub, Amazon Author Page, Goodreads & Tumblr.

 

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