Emotionally literate, intensely literary, this paean to writing, holds one in thrall throughout, this reviewer wept at the end at the sheer beauty evoked by the words, a rare experience nowadays. Probably the one phrase that sums up the book is Beauty of Language. At all times PW Cooper respects the reader. Discipline is the spine of the book, discipline and the extraordinary emotional vocabulary which makes it throb like a live thing - it is live, it lives, palpable in one's hands and continues to live in one's imagination.
Beautifully written as one has come to expect from this writer, PW Cooper makes experimental forays in two directions - passages of stream of consciousness so craftily rendered they flow clearly without punctuation of any kind, even more so as the book progresses, and the rendering of dialogue into verse, Christopher Fry style. This latter experiment I wasn't so sure about, at least in Kindle format, might work better in print. But that's a detail, both experiments are technically accomplished in the execution.
Please read this book - it will remind you of what writing is about and that the novel, when executed as superbly as this one, is an art form second to none.