Having finished a little Byatt, I decide to read a big one: Babel Tower. I think I must have begun reading this one before as the first few pages were familiar. I think I must have been too tired to read it, last time – unable to cope with three beginnings. This time I can’t put it down.
It’s reminiscent of reading Iris Murdoch: complex characters but slightly too idealised to be believable yet still compelling.
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