The International Writers Magazine:Book Review
World Apart by Caro Fraser
Penguin Paperback Original £10.99p
ISBN 0-718-14728-6 - Pub Feb 23rd 2006
Marcel D'Agneau review
the plain truth but I cannot actually believe that Caro Fraser
has a writing career at all, let alone has actually published
A World Apart is trite, mundane and poorly written with
a plodding obvious storyline so pitted with a Chick Lit haze it
is a tough assignment to get through just one chapter of this
At core it is about
a man, Mark Mason who, although successful as a businessman in compactors
in going through the whole male menopause thing at 43 and pondering
the meaning of life. Yawn. His wife is 'busy' having started up a couple
of retail clothing outlets and has no time for him and he is tempted
by the new blonde, Nicky, he has hired for the London sales office.
More than tempted. It leads to the inevitable life crash as he is discovered,
his wife boots him out and he runs to his little love nest to hide out
from reality and find himself. In the process he seems to have walked
away from his kids, business and actually is tempted by the idea of
becoming a poet.
Caro Fraser may
well be married but she cannot get into the mind of a man. Her dialogue
is tortured and every page is laden with bathos and her Mark is such
a bloody wuss, you just want to kick him. The women are all saints,
everyone of them and hardly even sleep around, unless it's for money.
Mark doesn't seem to have much luck with them, although for some reason
they buzz around him like flies. As a rule women generally do not buzz
around men his age, who have just walked away from a hundred grand a
year lifestyle, especially ones who want to surrender to the muse and
This kind of book
might have meant something in 1950 or thereabouts and even then Saturday
Night and Sunday Morning would have kicked it out of bed and thrown
it on the fire to keep warm. Mark has no passion, is nothing but a cipher,
is no more than the businessman he was meant to be and OK he's going
to find that out, but this is an empty cupboard of a novel. He has neither
the courage or the spine to be anything other than he is and there is
no reward for the reader as her main characrter does not grow. Little
in this book is worth leaning from, no heartwarming passionate relationships,
nothing to set a heart on fire or a pulse racing.
On the other hand
if you have trouble sleeping, this will get you off in no time at all.
at your peril.
© Marcel D'Agneau
Marcel was once a writer but now sells antiquities in Cornwall to innocent
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