In Bloom is the story of three generations of women from the same family.
Firstly there is Moon, the free-spirit, hippy-ish, fierce-yet-flaky tarot-reading mother of Delphine (Delph). They have had a tricky relationship over the years and have been estranged for a while when the novel opens.
Left pregnant and alone at twenty-four when her first love Sol died, Delph has lived a small, narrow and restricted life as a form of self-protection.
Now she is living with her volatile martial-arts-champion daughter Roche, and partner, Itsy, on the fourteenth floor of Esplanade Point on the Essex coast.
But then Roche moves in with her estranged nan, Moon, and feeling on the outside of the growing bond between her mother and daughter, Delph begins to question her own freedom.
When Roche’s snooping into her grandmother’s past, a familial line of downtrodden women is revealed, and a worrying pattern emerges.
Has keeping small and safe truly been Delph’s choice all these years…?
Oh my goodness what an astoundingly good novel this is - I absolutely loved it.
It made me laugh, it made me cry, and it made me gasp, as this story of love, loss, survival, and resilience played out. For this is a novel about coming to know and understand yourself; about not being defined by the traumas of the past and present, because trauma and hurt can and do cycle through the generations of a family.
This remarkable novel also shows that it is possible - with courage, determination, love and support - to break the chain and not let what has gone before shape the lives and futures of the young.
It’s a novel about love lost and found; about recovering and regaining confidence after sexually abusive or coercive and controlling relationships; and it’s about the uniquely fierce and protective love between mothers and daughters, and the bonds that cannot be broken if forgiveness and understanding triumph.
These deeply affecting themes are matched with Eva Verde’s superlative and vivid characterisation. Her characters leap from the page as multi-layered, living, breathing people, and you come to really know and care for them – or know and despise them.
She writes beautifully, with sentences and descriptions that can stop you in your tracks, and whilst it is a profoundly moving, sad and at times shocking novel, its tone is pitch perfect, with both light and shade.
I loved the title of the novel which links so perfectly to the storyline. Both Moon and Delph have green fingers, finding sanctuary and escape in growing things, and by the end, Moon, Delph and Roche are all, in their own ways, blooming and turning towards the sun and facing hopeful futures.
An outstanding read. I shall look out for Eva Verde’s future novels with great excitement, and I’ll definitely be searching out her backlist.