You could tag this cover with Mystery Meat too. After trying to guess what it’s about and then going to the sales page to see if I was right, I still have no idea what kind of story this is and how the plot might go. Maybe that’s because the description and cover match each other quite well:
Ruth sees an apparently abandoned child gazing at a swinging toy monkey in a shop window. She has faced her own abandonment. What will she do?
We journey with her from darkness to light through her redemptive, healing love for her son, Matthew, her husband Mark, her step-daughter Emmie. All is not quite what it seems though; she has a past which haunts her, Matthew has a past, Mark has a past, even little Emmie has a past…
Shattering of childhood innocence pervades the narrative. It is about knowledge: what was known, when and how, what knowledge is knowable when and how, what knowledge should be knowable when and how.Clowns appear and distort the vision with their tragi-comedic ways.
Tension builds, will Ruth’s past catch up with her?
And are you the reader complicit in past, present and future?
In short, if the author had titled this Boy Staring At A Monkey In A Haberdashery Window, that would be even more fitting to her description, and leave us knowing just as much about what’s supposed to be in this book as we do now.
Jazz hands really is the only solution in the face of toy monkey horror. (Is he supposed to be up against the glass?)
Very suspicious haberdashery – I see nary a hat!
You could tag this cover with Mystery Meat too. After trying to guess what it’s about and then going to the sales page to see if I was right, I still have no idea what kind of story this is and how the plot might go. Maybe that’s because the description and cover match each other quite well:
In short, if the author had titled this Boy Staring At A Monkey In A Haberdashery Window, that would be even more fitting to her description, and leave us knowing just as much about what’s supposed to be in this book as we do now.