It is one of the novels of a Madeiran author who was recently awarded.
It is a book where not everything is what it seems and appearances are deceptive. These could be the mottos of a story that is not in sight at first, let's just say it appears as insidiously thru the cold fogs of Inverness and is this unexpected turn of the page which makes it an addictive read. Ana Teresa Pereira in an interview said her book is a metaphysical novel, we understand shy, but as she points out, and I agree, eventually is not the most important thing. The author's writing pushes us gently, without major shocks or philosophical considerations, for an epilogue populated of almost ghostly characters, and the curious thing is that almost all of them are, the writer, the actress, the wife and the lover have something unattainable which makes them almost ethereal and diaphanous. It is of a disquieting strangeness the way the narrative unfolds, is a play staged for the microcosms where our characters live and it's frightening in a way, because no one questioning anything, it is as if time had just stopped by seconds and had resumed its pace smoothly again. The end is at least unusual, but I won't tell you to not spoil the surprise. Happy reading
