
What I didn't enjoy was the rape, mentioned mostly as cohersion and not by name, the creepy villain, the complete lack of ghosts, and the fact that the last chapters felt like a mysttery whodunnit and not a ghost story. It shows the unfortunate possition of women in a male dominated world. I love it when they stick to the old rules of having a female protagonist whose sanity is questioned, but I love it even more when it's subversed in a feminist way, where we can clearly see how the woman is being gaslighted by respectable men trying to either protect her or present her as a hysteric - when she has been sane and correct all along.Īnd this book kinda does that, which is one of it's greater qualities. I'm very into gothic-type hauntings and ghost stories these days.

Okay, so, I liked this one, but it wasn't exactly what I expected. And she must descend into the darkness at the heart of theWraxford Mystery to find the truth, even at the cost of her life. Years before, a family disappeared atWraxford Hall, a decaying mansion in the English countryside with a sinister reputation.Now the Hall belongs to Constance.

For Constance's bequest comes in two parts: a house and a mystery.

It is a world of apparitions, of disappearances and unnatural phenomena, of betrayal and blackmail and black-hearted villains-and murder. So begins The Séance, John Harwood's brilliant second novel, a gripping, dark mystery set in late-Victorian England. Constance is left alone, her only legacy a mysterious bequest that will blight her life. " Constance Langton grows up in a household marked by death, her father distant, her mother in perpetual mourning for Constance's sister, the child she lost.Desperate to coax her mother back to health, Constance takes her to a séance: perhaps she will find comfort from beyond the grave.

A haunting tale of apparitions, a cursed manor house, and two generations of women determined to discover the truth, by the author of The Ghost Writer Sell the Hall unseen burn it to the ground and plow the earth with salt, if you will but never live there.
