During the past year, since first discovering him, Forrest Reid has established himself as one of my favourite authors. This is the ninth of his books that I've read (after Private Road, Apostate, Young Tom, The Retreat, Uncle Stephen, Brian Westby, Milk of Paradise, and Walter de la Mare). All of his books are engaging to read, whether factual or fictional, both in terms of style and of interest.
Five stars is a misleading rating as far as any reader of this review should be concerned. It's not 'amazing' in that sense, and if you expect it to be you'll be disappointed. But as far as I'm concerned Reid is a master of characterisation. To a large extent his novels all feel very autobiographical - in terms of the thoughts, the feelings, the inner lives of his leading men, with all the emotion turmoil involved in living and growing up, in forming friendships and relationships. He did it in the Tom Barber trilogy, and in Brian Westby, and here he has done it again. He just captures the inner life, the inner thought-processes, so perfectly on paper, that this reader for one can step into his shoes and be feeling it all with him, reliving ones own experiences vicariously through the fictional Peter Waring.
I wouldn't say that that makes for an enjoyable reading experience as such. It's not a happy book. It's not uplifting. It's not reassuring. It's painful, it's isolating. Where is the consolation in knowing that there is someone else out there who has felt exactly what you have felt, someone else who had to go through all this before - to feel that you have found a kindred spirit a century too late! Reid was basically writing out of the depths of his own experiences, but he could just as easily have been writing about mine - and perhaps (or probably?) yours.
But I'm a man, getting on for middle-age, single, alone. There's not much plot to the book but what was there struck home, was pertinent to my own life as it is now. It all still rings true, is still my living experience, therefore I can vouch for its accuracy. Will someone reading this who has found love, who has been in a long-term and stable relationship for years, who grew up in a close-knit family, an extrovert, someone with an abundance of friends, be able to relate to this Peter Waring, to have patience with him, to understand what he is going through, to remember what it is like to be young, isolated, introspective, struggling to find like-minded friends and companions, people who you can be yourself with, people who you can express yourself honestly to, people who care about you for who you are, people who love you, and more significantly, people who can love you in the same way that you love them? I can't answer for anyone else. But for me this book was spot on, hence my five stars.
Re-read 2nd May - 17th June 2024:
My above review says it all and I can't improve upon it. Reading the book again four months later the same feelings still all hold true, the five star rating still feels warranted.
Re-read 25th - 28th February 2025:
This is the third time I've read Peter Waring in nine months, this time in the first edition, and it doesn't lose anything with the re-reading in spite of the story becoming very familiar. You still feel it all. A masterful piece of work.