In a world haunted by too many dead, wounded, broken and heartbroken, the opening of the third decade of the last century the search for hope, understanding, forgiveness and explanations is everywhere apparent. The growth of the psychoanalytical world though in its infancy will blossom as at no other time in the planet's history. It is a desperate world; a world in need of healing.
Elliot Taverley has witnessed too many shell shocked soldiers trying to make sense of their place in a society that has, so far, not recognised the full horrors of the warfare in the trenches and beyond. He specialises in a specific discipline to assess the mental state of his patients.
Juliet Conlin has written a devastatingly brilliant debut novel; she has the gift of creating a world and allowing the reader to enter it at will ~ the world of psychoanalytical graphology. We are all known by our signatures and often defined by them!
this world has a troubled population rife with xenophobia, racism and fears that have yet to be given names. It is also a time when the role of women is changing and will never be reversed.
It is a world of change, an inexplicable world that will never be the same again.
Elliot is haunted in many ways, by incidents in his own family and, as the story begins by a stranger, Raphael, who has a very unusual gift, a gift that will alter Elliot's life forever too.
The novel is an intriguing and once you are hooked you will find it not only difficult to put down but also be left wanting at its conclusion, wanting more of the same.
I feel I should have been able to leave this review in my own individual handwriting (I feel sure this will be possible in the very near future) with its ascenders and descenders, its curves and its slants and its dots and its crossed tees.
I highly recommend this book without reservation