Lucy Wood: “Diving Belles”. I really liked this collection of twelve short stories, and am surprised that the author does not seem to have been mentioned here before. They’re set among the flotsam and jetsam of the Cornish coast, where other realities seep into the everyday, and the everyday is never quite what it seems. I guess they come under the heading of magical realism, but this doesn’t quite capture the haunting gentleness of the stories. I looked forward to reading a new story each evening, then waiting till the next evening to read another.
I bought the book because I saw the author being interviewed at a short story festival last year, and (being an old lag) was surprised by her youth and calmness, and was impressed when she spoke of the stories emerging from the landscape when out walking. This is her first book and attracted a fair few reviews at the time of publication in 2012.