My little book, Plain Kate, has just made its transcontiential debute. The lovely chickens at the Chicken House have treated Kate to new cover and a new marketing approach, and launched her as Wood Angel. The book has already been reviewed glowingly by the Times of London, and -- just today, by the Guardian.
The TImes Review is available only to subscribers. But they say, in part:
"Wood Angel is gorgeously well written, unafraid of plumbing joy and sorrow, and with a story that you can’t bear to stop reading...Kate’s sufferings are drawn with deep feeling. Bow’s use of Eastern European fairytales is simply the best I’ve encountered for years. It’s hard to believe that it’s a first novel, but Wood Angel...is by someone who has made fairytales her own."
The Guardian review is equally lovely.
They say: "The slow-approaching, sky-darkening showdown makes for a page-turner, but the book's great strength is Erin Bow's beautifully economic prose, layered with songs, poetic hooks and images that live long in the mind." Here's the whole thing.
So here's to Wood Angel. Far may she sail.