Andre Norton was a prolific writer of science fiction and fantasy at a time when the genre was dominated by men. I remember my delight when I discovered that the person who wrote Witch World was actually a woman despite the misleading name. I still have an entire shelf of badly battered paperbacks she wrote that I can’t bear to get rid of, even though I haven’t read any of them in more years than I care to admit to.
But Norton also wrote romantic suspense stories – not as many as her other books but still a significant amount (I wasn’t exaggerating when I called her prolific). When I came across Snow Shadow while perusing my shelves the other day I felt I had to pick it up and give it a whirl.
The book was published in 1979 and is a modern Gothic. All the tropes are there in spades: the old house, the mysterious graveyard, the inexplicable noises and a wealth of off-kilter characters to cast suspicion upon when the inevitable murder is exposed. And, of course, there’s a brooding hero reappearing from the heroine’s past and generally playing havoc with the thick skin she tells herself she developed after her previous unhappy romance with him.
The story is all about the heroine. It’s written in the first person and Norton takes pains to make the voice authentic for the particular character she has created. Erica Jansen was raised by a stern and rigorously Victorian aunt and even her internal voice is a tribute to that upbringing. She’s out of sync with the modern world – a proper, and I mean that in more than one way, Victorian heroine in looks, manner, words and expectations. But she’s no prig. She recognises her shortcomings and tries to overcome them whilst remaining true to her own beliefs about the right and wrong way to interact with the people around her.
Main characters routinely fall in love in Norton’s stories, but they do it in a pretty non-demonstrative way. This book is no exception. There aren’t any passionate declarations and there certainly aren’t any physical manifestations of the love the main couple feel for each other. If you’re looking for anything even remotely explicit, look elsewhere. But in this case, given the inhibited nature of Erica’s background and the tone of the book, the more repressive the better.
I liked Erica, I liked Mark, the secondary characters were quite well drawn and the mystery was a satisfying one. All in all I have nothing to complain about in this venture into suspense from a woman who made her name writing in a completely different genre. Snow Shadow is not a deep immersive read, and it’s only a good story rather than a great one, but it’s a perfectly respectable way to while away a few hours and come away reasonably satisfied.