You Don’t Have To Live Like This by Benjamin Markovits

Benjamin Markovitz is celebrated as a prose stylist. ‘The park was busy, the weather was white and cold,’ he writes on p138 of You Don’t Have To Live Like This. As he is writing about Detroit, Michigan, in winter, the ‘white’ works nicely here. He doesn’t mean that it’s snowing, nor – obviously – is…

The Camomile Lawn by Mary Wesley

‘Drowning in the North Atlantic three weeks after his leave, Walter had a vivid recollection of Sophy weeping in the train. He opened his mouth to shout for Polly and drowned that much quicker.’ As this extraordinary short passage shows, The Camomile Lawn is not a soft touch. A story about war, from the perspective of…