Towards Another Summer

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‘A deeply rewarding and beautiful novel’ HILARY MANTEL, GUARDIAN

Towards Another Summer is a joy to read’ MAGGIE O’FARRELL

‘Frame has been compared with Katherine Mansfield and Virginia Woolf’ TELEGRAPH

Life in England seems transitory for Grace Cleave as the pull of her native New Zealand grows stronger. She begins to feel increasingly like a migratory bird. Grace longs to find her own place in the world, if only she can decide where that is. But first she must learn to feel comfortable in her own skin, feathers and all.

Towards Another Summer is a meditation on the themes of exile and return, homesickness and not knowing where home really is. It is suffused with beauty and tenderness and shot through with self-deprecating humour and frailty.

Written in 1963, Janet Frame considered this novel too personal to be published in her lifetime.

‘In this deeply personal novel of exile and loneliness, Janet Frame proves the master of nostalgia, beauty and loss. Frame is, and will remain, divine’ ALICE SEBOLD

‘Exceptional . . . comic, melancholy and piercingly observant’ SUNDAY TELEGRAPH

Reviews

No literary curiosity but a deeply rewarding and beautiful novel
Hilary Mantel, Guardian
The idea of a new novel by Janet Frame is in itself a delight and Towards Another Summer is a joy to read, with all the poise, inventiveness and clarity of her other work
Maggie O'Farrell
Like every writer worth remembering, Frame exploits-or creates on the page, to be absolutely puristic about it-her peculiar sensibility, her private window into the universal
New York Times Book Review
In this deeply personal novel of exile and loneliness, Janet Frame proves the master of nostalgia, beauty, and loss. Frame is, and will remain, divine
Alice Sebold
A piercing, poetic revelation
Observer
Maybe Frame took pleasure in the thought of a novel appearing after her death, one that touched so closely on her essential nature, and reminded the world of her remarkable artistry
Daily Telegraph
Frame has been compared with Katherine Mansfield and Virginia Woolf. I am more often reminded of Jean Rhys, similarly distanced from her homeland in the West Indies, with an artistic viewpoint that may seem skewed by its own sensitivity, but is, in fact, courageously clear-sighted
Telegraph