I received a free review copy from the publisher, via Netgalley.
There’s something we have to get out of the way first thing. And that’s the absolutely astonishing similarity between the plot of this novel and last year’s The Bookseller’s Secret: A Novel of Nancy Mitford and WWII, by Michelle Gable. Both are dual narrative novels, with one narrative featuring the real-life 20th-century novelist Nancy Mitford, and the other a contemporary young woman investigating a mystery involving Nancy Mitford’s time working at the famous Heywood Hill bookshop in London’s Mayfair during World War II. I would just love to know how in the world two different authors came up with this notion for a book and, even more so, how they and their publishers reacted when they found out about the other book. But I’ll probably never have my curiosity satisfied on those points, so I decided just to read both books and see who does it better. Spoiler alert: since I one-starred Michelle Gable’s book last year, the odds were with Eliza Knight from the title page. OK, on to the review.
The Nancy Mitford thread of the novel begins in the late 1930s, shortly before Nancy’s marriage to the pompous, lazy and perennially unfaithful Peter Rodd. The Nancy chapters often begin with an excerpt from the real-life Nancy’s letters to friends like Evelyn Waugh. Nancy’s pre-war time with Peter is depressing, since they are always in debt due to his overspending and under-employment, Nancy fails to have the baby she yearns for, and Peter treats her with disdain.
Mitford fans will want to read more about Nancy’s famous family, especially those who were Hitler friends and part of the British Union of Fascists. And yes, there is plenty of that. We also read about Nancy’s aid work during the war, her social life, her early novels, and finding love and happiness. Those who know their Mitford history will recognize it all, but it is well told and the fictional elements don’t strike a false note. I will say, though, that Eliza Knight leaves out the sharp tongue and cruel humor that Nancy was known for at times.
The contemporary thread, featuring young book curator Lucy St. Clair (a name straight out of romance fiction if there ever was one), has Lucy given work space at the Heywood Hill bookshop for a couple of weeks, where she gets on like a house afire with the current staff and meets a charming Scot. Lucy is especially happy to be there because it’s where Nancy Mitford worked for a time during World War II, and Lucy’s mother left her a cache of Mitford’s letters and a book inscribed with a mysterious message. Lucy hopes to find the intended recipient of the message and learn the story behind the inscription.
While this book is definitely far better than Michelle Gable’s book, I can’t say it was better than an OK read. The Lucy story is bland and predictable. Nancy’s story is more interesting, but Knight doesn’t have a lot to add to reality, and so much of what Nancy goes through is just depressing. If you’re a big Mitford fan, this wouldn’t be a waste of time to read, but it mostly made me want to re-read The Pursuit of Love.