![]() ![]() It is 1872, and Wolfgang Duncker (yes, Eliot's German publishers really did share their name with the author) introduces his 23-year-old brother Max, in the hope that it will stop him drinking and wenching, to one of their house's most lucrative writers. Well, nothing ventured and all that and here we go. I have been online reading various reviews in the Guardian, Independent et al and just wish I had the knack of imparting my thoughts as well as they do. ![]() I can say it is stunning and wonderful and marvelous but trying to explain why is almost beyond me. Quite frankly, I am daunted at the thought of trying to review this book. Apologies for the delay, life is a tad hectic at the moment but here at last are my thoughts on Sophie and the Sibyl by Patricia Duncker. In my catch up post last week I said that I had read a couple of simply terrific books and I would be reviewing in due course. ![]()
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