This was the first book I have read by Jude Morgan, and it definitely made me want to examine more of his work. I would actually give this novel 3 1/2 stars if that were possible in the ratings system.
First, I am a fan of good historical fiction, and this novel fit that bill. It was rich in its interpretation of the lives of Hector and Harriet Smithson Berlioz, and was a heartbreaking examination of the conflicting private thoughts we all have about our relationships, our value, our meaning in the world. There were moments the prose that were so affecting, I considered posting snippets of it on social media, because even out of context, it was profound. However, this beautiful language can also be a bit trying at times, as it feels like Morgan becomes lost in his own expression and his reader can end up a bit lost, too, in terms of where he's headed. I can understand his impulse for that, however, because each of our emotions are layered by memory, by doubt, by confusion. We are constantly traveling at multiple speeds in our heads.
As well, Morgan has a deep understanding of the inner life of the artist. Harriet's struggle in her love/hate relationship with the stage is one I have experienced myself as a long-time professional actor and director. His interpretation of composers' personalities through their work was also interesting and effective choice.
For those who are fans of more concise writing, this novel may not be to your liking. However, I found it lovely and was deeply moved by its ending.