Right off the bat… or rather, the balustrade, I give this book five… ten… twenty stars? Can I do that? I’m calling it 35 stars. Why? Because I’m giving these stars “dog years.” Seven times five…
Okay, so why am I piling on the praise for 12 Days at Bleakly Manor?
Well, the first star toward “I loved it” came with a fun plot device—a multi-layered plot that made you recognize characters that could have inspired beloved Dickens characters such as Miss Flite and her flock of birds from Bleak House, Mr. Smallweed, also from Bleak House, and Amy Dorrit from Little Dorrit.
Yes, I know this is Bleakly Manor, but um… sorry. I see more Little Dorrit in Clara than I do Esther Summerson or any of the other characters (except Judy was in there with Mr. Smallweed. I also saw other characters in this one—namely Ben Lane reminds me much of John Harmon from Our Mutual Friend and Arthur Clennam from Little Dorrit. Seeing how Michelle Griep used these characters in this book, I see it as an alternative story for how Dickens could have gotten his ideas.
Oh… and if that wasn’t wonderful enough, the plot is more than just a twist on Dickens. Ms. Griep brought in a bit of Agatha Christie, too. And she did it without “over-copying” an already over-used device. "And Then There Were None" this is not. But it is. Alas, it is not. Squee!
The second star…
Well, that’s for simple and beautiful prose. I deliberately did not say “simply beautiful” because I wanted to emphasize that the prose in this book is lovely. Ms. Griep has taken the time to turn phrases with a careful wielding of perfectly chosen words. And in doing so, she’s ensured that I loved the book.
I have to admit that a tiny part of me dreaded reading it. I was so afraid it would be full of Dickensesque “purple prose.” I mean, it’s what people do when they try to embrace the “genius” of Dickens. Yeah. Whatever. Dickens could have taken a few writing lessons from Michelle Griep. We’d have all been better off for it, too.
So, what about that third star?
The third one came when I guessed a bunch of what would happen—and she still made me turn each page with that kind of excited anticipation of “what’s going to happen next?” Seriously? That’s some awesome writing, folks. I knew. I wasn’t wrong. But man, I wanted to “find out.” She captivated my mind and attention.
Star four?
Well, that one was the easiest of all. She got me. One plot point totally took me by surprise. Yep, I got all the rest—really! All of it. No, wait. Two spots. I didn’t expect another thing, either. So if you read the book, on the day everyone arrives, Clara does something that I would never have predicted. It fit, but it totally took me by surprise.
Then, of course, there’s star five.
Okay, so let’s see, stunning cover, clever plot idea, fabulous characters, wonderful prose, throw me for a loop, and keep me reading when I’ve figured out most of the book… What else could there possibly be to make me say this book is worth five stars (times 7)?
You know that beautiful prose? Ms. Griep didn’t just write a solid book with beautiful turns of phrases. She also has a great grasp of writing itself. Aside from a few annoying “thens” (my personal dislike because it chops up the narrative), I didn’t find myself thinking, “Ugh… info dumpy” or “ugh… passive.” I’m not saying there weren’t moments where there were things I’d normally be bothered by. There could be!
But here’s the thing. I don’t know it because the writing is so good that I didn’t notice it. And that’s all that matters to me.
Recommended for everyone—Christian or not (although some parts do have a strong faith element). Well, I’ll throw in a caveat. If you hate anything remotely historical or related to Dickens, then skip it. But man, you’re missing out.
Easily in my top three books that I read this year.
Note: Reread 12/25 and listened on audio this time. While the narrator wasn't my favorite, listening at slightly more than normal speed helped a lot, and THIS time, I saw more Bleak House than Dorrit. It's been longer since I've seen either, so maybe I missed nuance this time. No idea. But I loved it.