There is so much to like about this novel. A wonderful summer read. The drama was perfect. It was what I expected from a family saga: envy, betrayal, backstabbing, secrets, greed. It was a super thrill! Like Louise Penny's fictitious village, 'Three Pines', I wanted to pack up and head out for Storm Harbor-town, four hours drive south of Melbourne, Australia.
It is my first encounter with this author and I would like to explore her novels more. The only gripe I had among the many (perhaps hundreds, lolol) 'attagirls', is the demeaning way of referring to working class citizens. It clashes with my belief of 'love thy neighbor as thyself'. Treat everybody with the same respect you wish to be treated with. Anybody who disagreed with her were diagnosed, by her, with Paranoid Personality Disorder.
Oh ok, another one: I didn't appreciate Ms Estelle Conlan(Ellie)"s tapping herself so constantly on the back ( like, she's going to save her grandfather's newspaper, the town, Australia and earth, if we will just allow her to deliver her little speeches as part of her dialogues. Nope, did not work for me, although I agree with so many of the -isms in the novel. I just don't want it to be pushed down everybody's throat as part of a story line. Perhaps her mother, a Melbourne psychologist, could have properly diagnosed her with a level of OCD, since Ellie's panic attacks form part of the disorder, as well as her constant crave to organize (read control), everything and everybody. Don't worry, she, sort of got over herself in a way at the end. Uh wait. no, she did not. Just ask her best buddy Mike. Oh she's still lovable. Don't fret.
Ellie found everything she needed in this little seaside town which the big city could not give her, including real friends, and people who really cared for each other.
I loved all the characters, warts 'n all.
* Grandpa Patrick Addison, with his The Storm Harbour Chronicle;
* the mighty O'Neills who worked their buds off as farmers to become as influential as they were. They practically saved the town, although their 'dark secrets' were just such a magnate for Ellie's mission to equalize everyone. Everybody deserved to know all the secrets, except her own, of course - yes therein lies a sad mystery.
* Roland 'Roly' Bolton QC─ my favorite character─fortright, smart and knowledgeable. He resided in the popular caravan park, with his verbal diarrhea: I abandoned my career in the law. It's a world of the pious and the pompous, numskulls in wigs and frocks, and dubious subterranean evil opportunists swilling at the trough of padded billable hours. Tt tt tt. It still made him a wealthy man who could comfortably retire anywhere in the world.
"Maybe it's time the octopi O'Neill clan had a spanner thrown among their nefarious tentacles. Then he ( Seamus O'Neill)'d be too busy to just sit around counting his shares and assets". - according to Roly.
But that was before Ellie met the formidable matriach Mrs. Kathryn O'Neill, who taught her about integrity, honesty and respect for others. She also told Ellie that secrets steal one's soul. Even those we keep for ourselves. Still, the O'Neills were regarded squattocracy(yep, Ellie again) and should become a target. Except for Ben O'Neill, the gentle, kind sculptor.
* Mayor Meredith Havelock - who had to figure out who's behind the selling of the caravan park, and is threatened for in case she might oppose the idea. Ellie to the rescue. As Roly would have it: Ellie should help her grandfather control some of the parsimonious wankers in town who think they own the place. There were more than parochialism at play in a town who were looking out for each other, as were demonstrated when a little boy disappeared one night. A deep sense of family and community bonded the townspeople.
* Tommy, from 'Tommy's Treasures'. His heart was in the right place. He gave everything away, for free.
So, it is established: farmers, lawyers, and working class people were sort of personna non grata. Oh yes, include the police. Artists, IT-people, media, and so on, was good.
* Heather Lachlan─the artist and lifetime friend of Kathryn O'Neill.
I loved the novel: the warmth, friendliness, and strong personalities; the scenic background; the backstories of all the characters; the dramatic thunderstorm which finally ripped open the secrets and scandals; and I loved Roly's cello.
I have a dear neighborly friend who shares a love for reading, and is even more green than I am, in fact she lives in her own bubble of greenness. She has 54 cats in her cob house up in the mountains, which she claims are vegetarians. While I am regularly accused of being so green I am a radical communist, she wrote a book in which she claimed to be from another planet and was sent to Planet Earth to destroy capitalism and the diabolical corporatocracy. Well, she whatsapped me, and said I should read this novel. I told her I'm kind of a romance-avoider (which she knows after sharing so much book-talk over the years. What's up with her?!, I thought). "Noooooo", she said. This is not chick-lit, and no smut, of any kind. It's just a wonderful village-drama. Your favorite."
She made me a bet. We will drive 200 kilometer and enjoy a very expensive Italian chocolate cake with coffee at a mutual friend's restaurant, her treat, if I enjoy this novel. If I don't like it, she will read all the boring non-fiction I pass on to her and promise to finally read and discuss it. (she so not appreciates it).
The last time she filled her car's tank at the fuel station in town, she called the police and told them she was robbed. When they arrived there and asked who robbed her, she pointed to pump no. 2. And as far as the chocolate cake is concerned - it is flown into town via a three hour flight each week by special order . My friend will need a fourth bond on her house to pay for it. So the challenge was big.
Well, what can I say, I really enjoyed this book. I will do this author again. Tough luck. Chocolate cake and cappuccinos it will be. Ruthlessly. There's some rubber hitting the road soon.
RECOMMENDED.