This book is a recasting of Jane Eyre to Post World War II Scotland, with a digression to Iceland.
“Fan fiction”, I suppose, but done with respect. And energy! One reviewer called it a “captivating homage”.
I liked the characters even more than the setting. The “romance” was vaguely unsatisfying, as if the author couldn’t decide where to “light”, in the past with Jane Eyre or in the present… The 50s and 60s aren’t so easy to handle.
To some extent, shades of The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie. Great beach reading!
(I originally wrote this when I read the book, in October of 2012. I am posting it because a friend recently encountered the author at a book signing.)