Month: November 2025

Even as Mick Herron modestly basks in his escalating fame arising from his Jackson Lamb/Slow Horses spy thriller novels, the world is beginning to discover his prior thriller series featuring unconventional, stubborn British private investigator Zoë Boehm. Published over 2003-2009, this series is as stylishly, almost poetically written as the Slow Horses one, but it exudes a very different vibe. Where the spy series, now nine books deep, is kinetic, intelligent, and almost comical, the Zoë Boehm books are altogether more serious, if at all times possessing Herron’s dry wit. Down Cemetery Road opens with a cloistered suburban woman investigating the disappearance of a neighboring child, whereupon Zoë enters the tale to steamroll toward a violent finale. The Last Voice You Hear finds Zoë investigating a woman killed in a train accident and discovering a recurring perpetrator. In Why We Die, a psychopathic band of brothers implodes and hunts for a widow while Zoë rocks into action. And in Smoke and Whispers, Zoë’s body is found in a river, summoning the hero of the first book to come looking for answers. All four instalments are impeccably plotted and rich with detail and nuance. A pleasure to imbibe, the entire series comes recommended for any discerning reader of thrillers.

Number nine in the splendid Slow Horses/Jackson Lamb series of spy thriller, Clown Town see brilliant author Mick Herron in full flight. When River Cartwright, the much assailed and endlessly enthusiastic “real” spook amongst Lamb’s misbegotten crew, discovers that a book is missing from his deceased spook grandfather’s library, he cannot imagine that he has unearthed an old buried secret that threatens Diana Taverner, First Desk at the Park. Events escalate until casualties threaten and then Clown Town shifts gear, as Lamb shifts from scurrilous recluse to once-master-spy avenger. A set piece of violence midway through the book is magnificent, as is the shock denouement. Another genre highlight, Clown Town is a must-read in 2025 (but make sure you tackle the previous eight first).

Why do Irish novelists strike so effectively at the heart, managing to be both unsentimental and timelessly true to heartbreak and joy? Claire Keegan’s 2022 masterpiece, Small Things Like These (see my review), affected me as few recent novels have, and I did not expect, as I began to read Niall Willams’s Time of the Child, to tap into deep emotions as strongly. This is especially true as Williams is a starkly different stylist to Keegan. Time of the Child commences with a seemingly rambling, person-by-person tour of the small town of Faha as Christmas approaches in 1962, the swirling introduction centered around older Doctor Jack Troy and his bookish, stay-at-home daughter Ronnie. And then a baby lands on their doorstep, a baby seemingly inevitably destined to be snapped up into the retrograde Irish orphanage system. The novel takes some time to settle into the tale of Jack, Ronnie, the baby, and yes, Faha (for the town is, yes, a character). Williams’s style is Irish-raconteur, full of sly asides, jammed with affection … the novel becomes a yarn building up with tension as a time of reckoning about the baby approaches. In lesser hands, Time of the Child would be a limping domestic drama; under the grace of Niall Williams’s pen, it is a triumph, surely a 2025 highlight.

At 700 pages, The Remembered Soldier, by Dutch novelist Anjet Daanje, is an amazing feat of writing, essentially one long piece of sustained third-person-focused, paragraph-by-paragraph momentum (with most paragraphs commencing “and…” intended to propel). It is the tale of an amnesiac soldier after the horrors of World War I. Claimed from an asylum by a Flemish woman (with two children) as her eight-years-lost husband, the unknown soldier gradually gropes his way, amidst nightmare terrors and only the slightest of memories, toward some kind of light, but what kind? Is his wife his wife? Who is he? In describing the book as I read it, I am emphasizing its virtuoso strengths and for some readers, I am sure The Remembered Soldier (ably translated by David McKay) will offer a huge emotional payout, but I regret to say my reading experience felt like over-heavy bludgeoning. A worthwhile reading experience, certainly, but often unenjoyable, overlong, and tedious…