I’m aware that people read this blog for balanced, insightful (so I’m told) reviews but I’m afraid today I can’t provide you with one of those. If I was going to, I might tell you that The Essex Serpent, set over the course of a year in the 1890s, is the story of Cora Seaborne. Recently widowed, Cora is somewhat relieved that her husband, Michael, is dead, for although he ‘made’ her, he did so under a veil of fear. Now she has her freedom and an opportunity to indulge her passion for fossils. Fancying herself as a geologist, she decamps from London to Essex, along with her companion, Martha, and her withdrawn, unusual son, Francis. There she encounters two things which will change her life: the legend of the Essex Serpent, apparently returned and killing man and beast, and local reverend Will Ransome, who’s more modern in his thinking than Cora expects and is quite a match for her intellectually.
I might tell you that the themes of the novel are the conflict between science and religion, and love and friendship and socialism. That the latter involves discussions about the situation of the poor, particularly with regards to housing, and that the conversations concerning that situation are strikingly similar to current political rhetoric. And that Luke Garrett, surgeon, and Reverend Will Ransome are the embodiments of science and religion but that love and friendship runs through all of the characters. And that I was particularly delighted when Cora and Stella, Will’s wife, meet for the first time and the narrator notes that Within moments each had taken such a liking to the other it was agreed it had been a great shame they’d not met during childhood and also when the narrator recounts a particularly bad night in the Seabourne household when Cora came to Martha’s room:
Whatever had been said or done had caused her to tremble violently, though the night was warm; her thick untidy hair was wet. Without speaking Martha had raised the cloths that covered her, and taken Cora into her arms; she drew up her knees to enclose her entirely, and held her very tight, so that the other woman’s trembling entered her.
I could also tell you how brilliantly drawn the characters are, particularly Cora, who’s educated, passionate, thoughtful, stout and doesn’t give a fig with regards to her appearance:
‘You look dreadful,’ said Luke, who would’ve liked to touch one by one the freckles newly arrived on her forehead. ‘Don’t you brush your hair out in the sticks? Your hands are dirty. And what are you wearing?’
‘I’ve freed myself from the obligation to try and be beautiful,’ said Cora: ‘And I was never more happy.’
I’d definitely tell you that the writing soars and that Perry writes eternal truths as though it’s the first time they’ve been uttered, such as, That’s the great crime: that no-one need be put in chains when their own minds are shackles enough.
And that The Essex Serpent contains a declaration of love that deserves to stand alongside this one:
My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath: a source of little visible delight, but necessary. Nelly, I am Healthcliff! He’s always, always in my mind: not as a pleasure, any more than I am always a pleasure to myself, but as my own being.
And which I’ll leave you to discover for yourself.
But I can’t write that review because I can’t be objective about The Essex Serpent. I didn’t read this book, I wandered into its pages, unaware I’d done so until I looked up and realised I was sitting in a coffee shop on the banks of the Thames, not in Aldwinter, watching Cora and Will walk by the river; nor in Royal Borough Hospital, seeing Luke Garrett operate on Edward Burton.
I didn’t read this book, I inhabited it. It was an experience comparable to that when I walked on the West Yorkshire moors with Cathy Earnshaw and when I wandered around Florence with Lucy Honeychurch and Miss Bartlett and when I stood next to Lily Briscoe as she completed her painting.
Other people will read The Essex Serpent (and my goodness, I urge you to do so for it’s wonderful; it’s a huge, beating heart of a book) and have opinions on it and, possibly, will decide it has flaws. But, for once, I won’t be paying attention because the version of the book other people are reading is not the version I read, for my version of The Essex Serpent has taken residence in my heart.
Thanks to Serpent’s Tail for the review copy.
This is a completely new book for me. Glad to read the review. And how lovely that you greatly enjoyed the read.
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This is the best review ever Naomi. I am SOLD. Birthday list it is! This sounds so wonderful.
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Aw, thank you. I so hope you enjoy it as much as I did.
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That’s how I feel about the books I love too. And it’s such a great way of communicating your thoughts on a book and making others try it.
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Oh, SHIT, I want to read this so badly and I don’t know how I’m going to do it with all of the ARCs I’ve stupidly agreed to review in June. I’m considering just calling a halt to everything over the bank holiday weekend and reading it then. This review is nudging me to do so. 🙂
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DO IT. Honestly, people will wait. (If it makes you feel better I’ll email you a photo of my review bookcase, yeah, bookcase so you can see how far behind I am.)
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Oh Christ! That does make me feel better. I have a review stack atop a bookcase, which is sort of a junior version of the situation you describe 🙂 I absolutely will do it, then. I’m so excited, I can barely stand it.
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I had this wishlisted, and now you’ve sold a copy!
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Yay! Hope you love it too.
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You liked it, then 😉 It does sound really good!
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Yeah, it was alright.
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I had this on my wish list to get this weekend anyway but reading this has made me even more determined to trek into Cardiff to get it today. And I felt exactly the same way about Wuthering Heights and A Room with a View. I lived those books!
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What a lovely review Naomi, its wonderful to read about the magic of books, which is what gives us such a love of them 🙂 And I’m totally sold – I’ll grab a copy as soon as possible!
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Yay! Hope you love it too.
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This arrived on my kindle as a pre-order a few days ago But, wail, I’ve loaned my kindle to a relative so that she can get some experience and decide if she’d like one! I was missing it anyway (excellent for reading in bed without disturbing my husband). Now I’m not sure if I can stand it! Your superb review is ‘mouth watering’ Thank you.
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Oh no. Get it back asap!
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Love this review! I think a lot of people will be going out to buy this book over the weekend. 🙂
I will have to be patient. I can be patient…
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Thank you! Oh, how frustrating. Does it have a publication date there?
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There seems to be no sign of it here!
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Boo! I’m sure there will be once it starts being shortlisted for awards.
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Yes, it will come!
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Wow – high praise indeed – it’s gone straight onto my wish list. I have After Me Comes The Flood by Sarah Perry on my tbr pile – have you read that?
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Yes and also loved it. Review here:
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….well….that was alluring!
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Love your enthusiasm! I have, of course, bought this as instructed, but I’m saving it for the summer (and also in hope she might be in Edinburgh…).
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Thanks, Grant and woohoo!
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HI Naomi,
Great to read your review – and to make contact. Email me with your postal address and I’ll send you my pamphlet if you like.
And let me know what you’re writing – I know it will be superb.
All the best,
Julie
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