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maandag 8 december 2014

Het Kwintet van Ben Fergusson

It goes without saying that me selecting my five favourite or most influential books is going to be a shifting affair the list would look very different next year; it would probably be slightly different tomorrow. The criteria for the books below are either that, like the Yates, they would have to be on any list I wrote and come with my feverish recommendation. Others, such as Tolstoy or Mansfield are loved, but also directly influenced the way I write, so are influentialin the truest sense of the word.

I am not someone who tends to read all or even many books by the same author. With so many books to be read, I often feel that once Ive read a Roth, a Carr, or a Diaz, that Ive done my duty by that writer and can move on to the next. However, nearly all the below books are by authors whose complete works I have devoured. In that sense, they are all jumping off points and invitations to read more.

Richard Yates, Cold Spring Harbour

I could pick any of Richard Yatess books his short stories are incredible. The Easter Parade was the most recent of his that I read, and is completely devastating. Cold Spring Harbour follows Evan Shepards entanglement with the Drake family and is full of nostalgia, incredible dialogue and heartbreaking characters. Funnily enough, I never find the experience of reading his books miserable. He pulls of the trick of making them sad, but so true that the experience is somehow rewarding and life-affirming.

Katharine Mansfield, The Complete Stories

I could recommend specific collections, but Mansfield died so young (even her last words were poetry — “I love the rain. I want the feeling of it on my face.) and her work is so consistently good, that you may as well just buy the lot. I almost never cry at books, but her story The Dolls Housenever fails to floor me in the last line. Her story Blissis the piece of writing that made me realise what kind of writer I wanted to be, when we were given it to read at university. It is so perfectly done.

John Steinback, Cannery Row

This is a brilliant, joyful book about nothing at all. Steinbeck had an incredible ability to shift between styles and lengths. In The Pearl the story is all fable-like plot. In Cannery Row you have nothing but character. Its such a gentle portrait of what are some pretty sad figures, in many ways, but again leaves you feeling hopeful and like youve read something trueabout life.

Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina

Anna Karenina is simply a lesson in how to write. He gives you a complete sense of a society at a certain time, and if youre a historical writer, he is the best guide to how to make this work. His psychological insights into all of his characters are incredibly striking, but also the way he moves you through a party, brings you along on the duck hunt, places you in the train carriage. It is a book that cant be overrated.

Truman Capote, In Cold Blood

This is simply one of my favourite books. Its exciting and thrilling and so cleverly put together. The scene at the end when Perry Smith describes the murders again is completely chilling, despite the fact that we already know what happened and what the series of events was. Masterfully done and, as mentioned above, should lead you onto every other book he ever wrote.

De Lente van Kasper Meier (The Spring of Kasper Meier) van uitgeverij The House of Books is nu verkrijgbaar

zaterdag 4 oktober 2014

Het Kwintet van David Hair

I grew up in smalltown and rural New Zealand, in what we call a 'pakeha' family - that's European/white, generally of British extract, living alongside the native Maori. The media/culture we received was part-British, part-American, and part-Australasian (New Zealand and Australian), as a glance at the pop charts of 1970s New Zealand would tell you. We pakeha have a schizophrenic cultural identity, little pieces of everyone else merging to form something that is hard to pin down as 'ours'. It is no coincidence that Maori culture is so prevalent in New Zealand cultural displays, as we pakeha brought little from elsewhere, shedding the trappings of Europe as we emigrated to the South seas. The sad 60s-70s joke that New Zealand culture was 'rugby, (horse-) racing and beer' was amusing because it was true.

The books we read were therefore from diverse places, and said more about how other places lived than how we did. When I was growing up we pakeha were for the most part yet to embrace the native Maori culture as our own, but the beginnings were there: schools were running 'Maori Studies' classes but they were optional, and we all had a smattering of Maori words in our daily vocabulary. I didn't think of myself as anything other than a New Zealander though; we had our own history quite distinct from Europe, and home-grown heroes like Charles Upham (VC & Bar), John Walker (athlete) and of course the All Blacks to look up to.

This brings me to the first book in my five; Myths and Legends of Maoriland by A W Reed, a retelling for children of the main Maori legends. I read it at a time I was also reading mythology books from other places, and I was proud that we had our own mythic heroes to stand alongside King Arthur and Robin Hood and the rest: Maui, Tawhaki and Hatupatu (my favourite) were the demigods and heroes that peopled my imagination when travelling through the New Zealand landscape as a child, and who fuelled the ideas behind my first novel, The Bone Tiki (a YA novel set in New Zealand).

The first YA book that captivated me was however quintessentially English; The Weirdstone of Brisingamen by Alan Garner is a wonderful blend of the real world and the mythic countryside, incorporating English and Norse legend in a brilliant tale of hidden magic, and it still affects me.

Next came The Lord of the Rings; I guess it's a cliché for fantasy writers, but I read it in my early teens and was totally transported; Tolkien changed my reading habits for a lifetime.

I'm a huge fan of American writer Tim Powers, whose speciality is in blending the mythic with the historical in a crazy, heady brew. I can't pick between The Drawing of the Dark (the siege of Vienna complete with djinns, trolls, King Arthur Reborn and dark magic) and The Anubis Gates (a time travel novel with the most brilliantly moving ending ever).

All of these were from a long time ago now, and were part of what forged my taste in reading; more recently I've enjoyed immensely the Dresden Files by Jim Butcher; Terry Pratchett's Discworld books, Colleen McCullough's Masters of Rome series and many one-off books like The Shadow of the Wind by Carlos Ruiz Zafon (also historical fiction); but the book with the greatest claim to being my favourite of recent years is simply called 'Q' by a collective of Italian writers writing as 'Luther Blissett' - it's a historical spy thriller set in the Protestant Reformation. History, action, mystery, and wonderfully written. Seek it out!


De Brug der Getijden: Water & Vuur (The Moontide Quartet: Mage's Blood) van uitgeverij Luitngh-Sijthoff is nu verkrijgbaar

zaterdag 2 augustus 2014

Het Kwintet van Peter Swanson

5 Essential books

These are not necessarily the greatest novels I’ve ever read, but they are the most important to me, and the books I’d bring with me to my desert island. Three of them are thrillers, the genre that I write, but also the genre I love the most. I am always a little suspicious of a book that doesn’t begin with a corpse.

Lucky Jim by Kingsley Amis. This is my favorite novel of all time, even though there are no corpses in it. It never fails to make me laugh out loud.

And Then There Were None by Agatha Christie. Christie’s masterpiece is the most ingenious murder story ever told. Ten strangers arrive at an island, and get bumped off one by one. The final pages chill me to the bone.

Casino Royale by Ian Fleming. James Bond’s origin story. This slim, cynical tale shocked me at the age of twelve when I first read it. Even though I’ve since read better spy novels by the likes of John le Carré and Len Deighton, this is still my favorite of the genre.

Brideshead Revisited by Evelyn Waugh. Charles Ryder’s recollections as he falls in love with successive members of an aristocratic family. It’s got Waugh’s sharp writing with the extra bonus (depending on your point of view) of sentimentality. The ending brings me to tears, and I’m not even a Catholic.


A Flash of Green by John D. MacDonald. MacDonald is my favorite thriller writer, and, in some ways, this is an arbitrary pick, since I love so many of his books. But this one has everything you want in a MacDonald novel: dripping Florida atmosphere, a crooked land deal, and complex heroes and heroines. The writing, as always, is first-rate. He is the writer I read when I need a lesson on how to put together a perfect paragraph.

Het Meisje met een Klok als Hart (The Girl with a Clock for a Heart) van uitgeverij Cargo is nu verkrijgbaar

maandag 7 juli 2014

Het Kwintet van Claire McGowan

I grew up in a small rural village in Ireland. We didn’t have the internet, we only had seven TV channels (and one was in Irish) and there was pretty much nothing to do except go for walks and read. And so I read everything I could get my hands on, all the books in my parents’ house, everything in the school library, and everything in the two local libraries I managed to join. At that age I went through books the way teenage boys go through food – my mother couldn’t keep up. It’s a privilege now, in this age of ebooks, and being sent lots of proofs, that I never run out of reading matter. Here are five books that have really influenced me and which I’m always urging people to read.

The Secret History, by Donna Tartt - I have to include this because the plotting and characterisation are so brilliant. You really feel you’re part of that group and the gathering sense of doom is almost nauseating. I also love the narrative’s belated standpoint – we know something terrible is going to happen and with the force of a Greek tragedy, it can’t be stopped. An erudite and searing read that deserves all its accolades.

Mansfield Park, by Jane Austen – an odd choice, which even Jane Austen fans often don’t like because of the weak central character, but I’ve always loved the richness of the symbolism and small political references that frame the book in a wider social context. It’s also the best-plotted of any of her books – just watch how each section speeds towards a huge reversal.

The Post-Birthday World, by Lionel Shriver – like everyone else, I loved We Need to Talk About Kevin (the final 50 pages are among the most powerful in any book ever) but I almost prefer this quieter follow-up, a split narrative about the choice a woman makes between two men and how it influences her life, despite the same events occurring in each version. Brilliantly plotted and with a staggering level of detail.

A Widow for One Year John Irving’s masterpiece, in which everyone is a writer (I’ve always loved books about writers). The book divides into several almost separate narratives, incorporating love stories, a murder-mystery, terrible loss, and moments of great comedy. There are also extracts from the fictional books written by the characters.


It – I have to include at least one Stephen King, as he’s a huge influence on me, as most writers will say. If you ignore the ending of this, it’s a beautiful portrayal of childhood and friendship, as well as being one of the most terrifying and disturbing books I’ve ever read. When I first started it aged 14 I had to put it aside for a year because I couldn’t sleep at night! I also love how he writes small towns, which inspired me to set my crime fiction series in a small Northern Ireland border town.

Barre Grond (The Dead Ground) van uitgeverij Ambo/Anthos is nu verkrijgbaar.

vrijdag 23 mei 2014

Het Kwintet van David Hewson


Foto: Mark Bothwell
Five Books That Influenced Me

I, Claudius, Robert Graves

I grew up in a cold, bleak town in northern England and didn’t set foot outside the country until I was twenty one. Graves’ two books, written as the diary of the emperor Claudius, took me to two places that will always be in my heart: Rome and the eastern Mediterranean. This book, and the sequel Claudius the God were, in the author’s eyes, journeyman hack work to earn money. They did that many times over, and deservedly so. The story of Claudius is a classic tragedy about a decent man who hates the corruption around him but becomes a pinnacle of that corruption himself when he inherits, by accident, the imperial throne.

A Study in Scarlet, Arthur Conan Doyle

‘There’s the scarlet thread of murder running through the colourless skein of life, and our duty is to unravel it, and isolate it, and expose every inch of it.’ With that one sentence in this the first Sherlock Holmes book Conan Doyle sets the scene for canon of crime fiction. Holmes and Watson are wonderful creations, each dependent on the other. Great story, great title and two characters that will live forever.

The Godfather, Mario Puzo

Like Graves, Puzo saw this book as hack work, and like him too he was wrong. The Godfather is best known for the wonderful two films based on the book. But it’s a masterpiece in its own right for one thing in particular: the portrayal of murderous evil and ambition at the very heart of something we’re supposed to admire as pure and innocent, the family.

The Illustrated Man, Ray Bradbury

We seem to have lost our appetite for linked short story collections. The Illustrated Man shows what a mistake this is. First published in 1951 this uses a tattooed man as a ‘frame device’, the nexus for the tales in the collection, each of which is represented by an animated illustration on his body. It’s a fantastically creative idea even though Bradbury used some of his old stories, rewritten a bit, to beef up the collection. I’ve admired Bradbury ever since I first read him. He mixes up science fiction, mystery and horror, with antecedents ranging from Lovecraft to Swift, and comes up with something uniquely his own.

The 87th Precinct series by Ed McBain


How do you pick one book out of fifty? That’s the problem with Ed McBain’s ground-breaking crime series set in a thinly-disguised New York. McBain pioneered a style of crime that featured an ensemble cast of characters, not a single all-knowing detective. TV soon took up that idea and gave us the modern cop show, all the way through to The Wire. Now we’re adapting TV back into books, as I did with the three versions of The Killing. But McBain went cross-media first of all with the 87th Precinct and these books still pack a sting today.

Poppenhuis (The House of Dolls) van uitgeverij Meulenhoff Boekerij is nu verkrijgbaar

dinsdag 8 april 2014

Het Kwintet van Alan Gratz

Foto: Wes Stitt
I find that books have very different effects on me at different times in my life. A book I list as a favorite at age 20 I might have no taste for at all by age 40. I loved Dostoyevsky's Crime and Punishment and Salinger's Franny & Zooey in college, but when I took them with me to Europe five years later, thinking to reread them and enjoy them all over again, I found that I no longer cared about Raskalnikov's moral dilemmas or Franny's religious angst. In a few short years I went from worshipping those books to not being able to finish them.

Many books have come and gone from my top five list, but those that remain meant something to me the first time I read them, and still mean something to me now.

The Long Goodbye by Raymond Chandler. I almost never reread books, but this is one I pull out every few years to read again, and I love it each and every time. L.A. private eye Philip Marlowe investigates two inter-connected cases: the disappearance and apparent suicide of an Englishman named Terry Lennox, and the disappearance of Roger Wade, an alcoholic writer with a dark past. The plot's great, but it's Chandler's prose that shines: “He was a guy who talked with commas, like a heavy novel,” Marlowe says of one character. Amazing stuff.

The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier and Clay by Michael Chabon. What can I say? Kavalier and Clay has so many things I love in one book: The Golem of Prague, Harry Houdini, stage magic, Golden Age comic books, World War II history. I read this one when I was thirty, and it immediately went into my top five list and hasn't budged. Chabon's prose is a wonder too: “In the immemorial style of young men under pressure, they decided to lie down for a while and waste time.”

Dune by Frank Herbert. The book so wonderful I could never read any of its seventeen sequels for fear they would be anything less than the transcendent experience of the first. I particularly love the idea of a space-faring religious order seeding mythology and prophecy throughout the planets of the galaxy with the express purpose of using it to their advantage later if they need it. “He who controls the spice controls the universe.”

Howl's Moving Castle by Diana Wynne Jones. Published when I was a child, but I read it as an adult, then immediately read it aloud to my daughter. I think I might even like the sequel/companion novel Castle in the Air a little bit better, but it's hard not to list the book that introduced Sophie Hatter, The Wizard Howl, and literature's greatest fire demon, Calcifer. “It is quite a risk to spank a wizard for getting hysterical about his hair.”


Master and Commander by Patrick O'Brian. I list Master and Commander because it is the first of O'Brian's masterful series of historical nautical novels featuring Captain Jack Aubrey and surgeon and secret agent Stephen Maturin, but I love each and every one of these books dearly. I read the first of these just three years ago, and I've read six more since. I'm deliberately spacing them out and savoring them, knowing that I have far more years than Aubrey-Maturin books left. (Or so I hope.) “[I]n the Navy you must always choose the lesser of two weevils.”

De Jongen Die Tien Concentratiekampen Overleefde (Prisonder B-3087) van uitgeverij Kluitman is nu verkrijgbaar

vrijdag 21 maart 2014

Het Kwintet van Amanda Hodgkinson

Choosing five favourite books is a hard task. Since I was a child, and my parents ran a second-hand bookstore, allowing me access to anything I wanted to read, I have been an avid reader. Both my parents loved to read too and it was quite normal for all of us to sit among stacked up boxes of books, reading together.
Since those bookish days of my childhood I have discovered many favourite novelists and poets.  There are so many books that mean a great deal to me and I am always adding to my ‘best books’ list.  But in the interests of narrowing things down, here are a few of my all time favourites.

Tess of the d’Urbervilles by Thomas Hardy. Penniless young Tess is sent by her  father to visit a rich relative, hoping this connection with nobility might change their family fortunes. It turns out the relative is no relation at all but this mistaken connection sparks off terrible events which will change Tess’s life forever. Thomas Hardy was also a poet and his ability to describe the natural world is breathtaking. He created characters that remain as real and as affecting today as they did to his 19th century readers. Every time I read this novel, I find new aspects of it to marvel at.

Beloved by Toni Morrison. This is a story of slavery in America. It concerns the men and women of a plantation called Sweet Home, which is anything but sweet. It is also the story of Sethe and her love for her child, and the lengths she will go to in the name of that love. Beloved is a novel of memories, of stories to be laid down, and stories not to be passed on. Written in sweeping lyrical prose, it is a gripping story. The kind of book I can take off the shelf and find myself, an hour later, still standing there, reading it, unaware of time passing.

Any Human Heart by William Boyd. The novel relates the story of an Englishman called Logan Mountstuart. Presented as his diaries, we start at his birth in 1906 and continue to his death in France aged 85 in 1991. The novel is an utterly convincing portrayal of a man and his life through the changing twentieth century. Heartwarming and tragic in turns, I lose myself in this book every time I pick it up.

Wind in the Willows by Kenneth Graham.  I have always loved this Edwardian classic for its joyous storytelling and its wonderful depictions of rural life and nature. The characters are glorious: Ratty, Mole, Badger and the fabulous Mr Toad. They live by a river and their adventures are a delight to read. The river is a whole other character too, a river that, as Mole says, carries, “a babbling procession of the best stories in the world, sent from the heart of the earth to be told at last to the insatiable sea.”


Tinkers by Paul Harding. This slim, perfect little book touched my heart the first time I read it. It took Paul Harding ten years to write and is his debut novel. Tinkers won a Pulitzer Prize for fiction in America and I am glad it got the recognition it deserved. It is the simple and graceful story of a dying man remembering his life and his father. Harding’s prose is poetic, full of dazzling imagery and written with love, warmth and a tremendous sense of humanity.

Gedane Zaken (Spilt Milk) van uitgeverij Orlando is nu verkrijbaar.

Het Kwintet van Ruth Axtell

Foto: Tabitha Griffin
I read many of the classics in high school and college and many moved me, but it’s so long ago, that I can’t really remember what their individual effect was. Five books that have impacted me in my adult years are:

1) Hinds Feet on High Places by Hannah Hurnard. A pastor gave this Christian allegory in 1983, when I was twenty-three and had just had a spiritual encounter with Jesus Christ. This allegory, published in 1955, illustrates the Christian journey from a person who starts out fearful and learns to trust in the “good shepherd,” going from the valley of all our hang-ups and fears, to the “high places,” where one is victorious in life.

2) Persuasion by Jane Austen. I have read all of Jane Austen’s novels more than once and loved them all. My favorites are Pride and Prejudice and Persuasion. I first read them in high school and have read them again over the years. They are probably what started me on my own journey of writing regency romances—though I didn’t realize it at the time.

3) The Normal Christian Life by Watchman Nee. This is a non-fiction work by a Chinese pastor and evangelist who wrote and preached in the 1920’s and 30’s in China. This book is a study of the first eight chapter of the book of Romans in the New Testament. An in-depth and profound analysis of what it means to be a Christian, summed up by the verse in Galatians “It is no longer I who live, but Christ lives in me.” This book, read in my late thirties, was very revelatory to me.

4) The Lord of the Rings by J.R.R. Tolkien. I first read this in high school and then to my children, when they were younger. A rich story with meanings on many different levels.


5) Pere Goriot by Honoré de Balzac. I reread this a few years ago and would love to read Balzac’s entire La Comédie Humaine, just to revisit some of the characters that reappear in the other novels in this serial. I love Balzac’s study of human nature, its greed and pettiness against acts of sacrificial love.


Haar Goede Naam (Her Good Name) van uitgeverij De Banier is nu verkijgbaar.