This is a new author for me, not her first book, but maybe her first 'non-genre' novel? Without knowing Francesca Haig's personal history I’m assuming some of this comes from personal experience of mental illness, grief for a lost child, or abuse, and of course the Tasmania geography and an interest in cooking! It feels very immediate, raw, and authentic in places, which makes it almost feels like a real ‘misery memoir’, until the last 50-or-so pages when there are a series of set-pieces and some redemption and relief for this reader. I did persevere and I was glad that I did, but probably too much for this EQ-challenged man!
I enjoyed the interplay between Teddy and Pappabee - despite dementia adding to everything else going on in this blighted household - but could not empathise with the self-absorbed and irrational behaviour of parents Gabe and Gill, although recognise that responses to grief are individual, and probably exempt from censure (even taboo?) As Teddy investigates the causes of his sister Sylvie’s illness, trying to find the ‘price’ to solve the puzzle, he is also trying to fix his family, and understand the confusing adult world around him. There are some clues from literature that are beyond my ken; King Lear, daughter Cordelia and the fool, and; The Lorax. But, in my defence there are references to Virginia Woolf and Ulysses that I did recognise.
p304/305 the book title comes from Gill’s ‘batshit recipes’ and her mother’s book of common prayer, both structured around specific days and events … and friend Sue’s naming of the [this] nascent book. An interesting idea, working through traumatic personal experiences and feelings through cooking. It’s not a coincidence that Gill is a ‘feeder’ as her daughter stops feeding herself, trying to reduce herself to nothing (Cordelia?)