This is one of the finest novels I've ever read. In fact, the reason I read fiction at all can be be found within the pages of The Backward Shadow.
Jane Graham, who we met in The L-Shaped Room has had her baby and now lives in a country cottage. She's come into some money and is lazily planning an escape to New York, but then along comes best friend Dottie with a crazy plan to open a chic shop in the nearby village. Meanwhile, the love of her life Toby drifts back in through the front door.
Or at least, that's what's going on on the outside, but The Backward Shadow is an an autopsy as much as it is a story; an autopsy on the mind and soul of a woman, a single mother, caught at a crossroads in her life. Lynne Red Banks opens her up and examines in forensic detail every facet of Graham's psyche as she navigates her way through these uncertain waters.
Good fiction allows us, from the comfort of our sofas and our beds, to live in the heads and walk in the shoes of people living different lives to us. People going through traumas and experiences that we will never know, whether they be small and personal or huge and world-changing. The Backward Shadow achieves this and so much more. In my opinion, it's a classic.