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kcfromaustcrime's review
4.0
THE ASH THE WELL AND THE BLUEBELL is one of those novels that's categorised as crime but takes the expectations that come with that and tips them out the nearest window. The blurb describes the scenario well:
"Losing her daughter to the Christchurch earthquake sends Lily back to her childhood village in northern England to scatter Charlie's ashes. It's a place of ghosts for Lily after the mysterious drowning of a school friend at the old village well - a tragedy somehow linked to the death of a local woman accused of witchcraft three hundred years earlier. Now Lily's back, she wants to find out what happened at the well and the truth behind the swift departure of her friend Israel."
What that doesn't describe is the emotional roller coaster that the novel takes readers on. The death of Lily's daughter Charlie in the earthquake that rocked Christchurch in 2011 is carefully described and all the more distressing because of that. The ribbon of blood that comes from Charlie as Lily and she are pinned to the ground, connects to the journey that this triggers as Lily returns to her childhood home in England, and to thoughts of childhood experiences. It's these childhood memories that lead, eventually, to recollection of a friend's suspicious death, and mystique of the well where a local woman was drowned many years before, accused of being a witch.
Carefully, steadily told, the world that is described in THE ASH THE WELL AND THE BLUEBELL covers everything from small town English life immediately following the Second World War, back to the time of witch trials, through to the Child Migrant schemes that sent children from England to New Zealand and Australia in the 50's and onwards to the 2011 earthquake.
The well is an interesting focal point for the story, reflected as it is in the sort of slow whirlpool of events that surround Lily. From the death of her daughter, to the remembrance of childhood events, to the connections between old friends, and home. Places and people, childhood and adult responsibilities, life, death and the things that start to make sense the older we get, are all pulled into action that doesn't necessarily speed up as it goes, but continues in it's relentless, consuming spin until everything has been pulled into its wake.
https://www.austcrimefiction.org/review/ash-well-and-bluebell-sandra-arnold
"Losing her daughter to the Christchurch earthquake sends Lily back to her childhood village in northern England to scatter Charlie's ashes. It's a place of ghosts for Lily after the mysterious drowning of a school friend at the old village well - a tragedy somehow linked to the death of a local woman accused of witchcraft three hundred years earlier. Now Lily's back, she wants to find out what happened at the well and the truth behind the swift departure of her friend Israel."
What that doesn't describe is the emotional roller coaster that the novel takes readers on. The death of Lily's daughter Charlie in the earthquake that rocked Christchurch in 2011 is carefully described and all the more distressing because of that. The ribbon of blood that comes from Charlie as Lily and she are pinned to the ground, connects to the journey that this triggers as Lily returns to her childhood home in England, and to thoughts of childhood experiences. It's these childhood memories that lead, eventually, to recollection of a friend's suspicious death, and mystique of the well where a local woman was drowned many years before, accused of being a witch.
Carefully, steadily told, the world that is described in THE ASH THE WELL AND THE BLUEBELL covers everything from small town English life immediately following the Second World War, back to the time of witch trials, through to the Child Migrant schemes that sent children from England to New Zealand and Australia in the 50's and onwards to the 2011 earthquake.
The well is an interesting focal point for the story, reflected as it is in the sort of slow whirlpool of events that surround Lily. From the death of her daughter, to the remembrance of childhood events, to the connections between old friends, and home. Places and people, childhood and adult responsibilities, life, death and the things that start to make sense the older we get, are all pulled into action that doesn't necessarily speed up as it goes, but continues in it's relentless, consuming spin until everything has been pulled into its wake.
https://www.austcrimefiction.org/review/ash-well-and-bluebell-sandra-arnold
kimreadsnwrites's review
5.0
I was a bit hesitant to start this book. I read the blurb and then put the book on my bedside table. I opened the first page and closed it again. Looking back on that, I think I was a little triggered as I knew it was going to be about the Christchurch earthquake. I was in town that day, the 22nd of February 2011, and I didn’t want to travel back to that afternoon of grinding earth and dust, if only in my mind.
But I needn’t have worried. The rich prose is always tastefully done. It’s not about the shock value.
The main character, Lily, remembers her childhood in England. The story draws you in by its innocent questioning of often terrible things; we see the world of Eshwell Bridge in the 1950’s through the eyes of Lily as a child.
We follow the wonderfully-developed cast of characters as we try to discover what really happened when her friends disappeared, many years ago. The story is a tightly-woven mat of threads of stories through time, exposing prejudice and secrets and the gritty realities of the Child Migration Scheme to Australia and New Zealand.
“Israel didn’t cry when he said goodbye to his brothers and sisters.” But I sure did.
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But I needn’t have worried. The rich prose is always tastefully done. It’s not about the shock value.
The main character, Lily, remembers her childhood in England. The story draws you in by its innocent questioning of often terrible things; we see the world of Eshwell Bridge in the 1950’s through the eyes of Lily as a child.
We follow the wonderfully-developed cast of characters as we try to discover what really happened when her friends disappeared, many years ago. The story is a tightly-woven mat of threads of stories through time, exposing prejudice and secrets and the gritty realities of the Child Migration Scheme to Australia and New Zealand.
“Israel didn’t cry when he said goodbye to his brothers and sisters.” But I sure did.
More at Writer Side of Life
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