Here’s the thing, though. I may not have been blogging and my Insta feed is looking a bit neglected, but I have been reading!
First up this year was ‘The Lightkeeper’s Daughters‘ by Jean E. Pendziwol. As we know, I’m a sucker for books about lighthouses, seascapes, windswept coastlines and the like so from the blurb this seemed to hit the spot.
This novel has two story-lines, one contemporary and the other historical. Morgan is a troubled teenager who is given community service after she is caught spray painting. She’s put to work at a local care home for the elderly, where she makes the acquaintance of one of the residents, Elizabeth. The pair strike up an awkward friendship, each initially mistrustful of the other, although Elizabeth is always aware of the younger woman’s vulnerability. As Elizabeth’s sight is failing, Morgan takes on the job of reading aloud a set of journals, detailing Elizabeth and her twin sister Emily’s lives on Porphyry Island where their father was the lighthouse keeper. As the story of the twin’s background emerges, it becomes clear that Elizabeth and Morgan have a closer link than they realise.
I really wanted to love this book, as I usually do when there’s a pharological* aspect, but this failed to captivate me. I felt as if the dynamic between Elizabeth and Morgan was clichéd, and the plot twists piled in towards the end like a Springboks’ scrum in the dying minutes of a match – I got a bit confused about who was who. A bit of mystery is good, but the premise is based upon a huge coincidence. HUGE.
And to top it all, I discover Lake Superior isn’t even the actual sea. I tell you, there is no end to my disappointment.
(* disclaimer: this may not be a word, but a pharologist studies lighthouses and signal lights, so it seemed logical!)