Her own experiences as traveller, mountaineer and skier feed into Rosie Thomas’s narrative, in the emotional pull of the high mountains, the motivations of those who go there – to trek or to climb – and the experience of being in remote places where nature is at its most harsh.
If you’re wondering about any or all of three aspects, read this book. As a female mountain traveller and trekker, they really resonated for me.
A quick and easy read – I’ve said it before but I’m not enjoying Jane Green’s novels as much now they’re based, like her, in America. I didn’t warm to the lead characters – long-abroad Brit, Gabby and solid, professional, husband Elliott. She was too oblivious to the obvious, which results in a one night stand followed by the longed for third child, his realisation that he still loved her as soon as he held the not-longed-for baby.
Trials and tribulations of blended families, West Coast style, as an emotionally illiterate teenager clashes with her baby obsessed but perimenopausal step mother, plus an alcoholic ex wife and slightly stereotypical gay neighbours thrown in to provide a few more perspectives. The father/husband/ex figure around whom the women coalesce is an oddly ‘absent’ character – he’s in the plot but seems insubstantial. Readable, but I have to admit that I preferred Jane Green’s stories of London life…