by Adam Foulds
I bought this on a recommendation from the bookseller. I don’t like to browse an independent bookstore without buying something, so when I picked up this title in Alison’s of Tewkesbury I asked the proprietor what he could recommend about it. He reminded me that Foulds is also a poet (and I suppose I was aware of this, having read his previous novel The Quiet Maze, about an episode in the life of the 19th-century poet John Clare.
In the Wolf’s Mouth is set in Sicily, and the setting comes through vividly. I have to say that, writing this one month on, I have little recollection of the story. Even the title – which, with my limited knowledge of Italian, I know to be an expression for wishing someone good luck, akin to “break a leg” – does not seem to have much context.
I think I may give any future novels by this author a miss. Perhaps I would look out for his poetry instead.