Her manuscript for Lady Jayne Disappears was a finalist for several contests, including the 2016 Genesis Award from ACFW, and won the OCW Cascade Award and the Maggie Award for Excellence. Joanna Davidson Politano freelances for a small nonfiction publisher but spends much of her time spinning tales that capture the colorful, exquisite details in ordinary lives. Thanks to Revell and NetGalley for providing a free ebook for review. I hope to see more of Aurelie and Nathaniel Droll in future. Most people won’t notice these things, and they certainly shouldn’t allow them to detract from a solid debut novel with a unique twist. I also suspect they were more likely to eat French pastries than Danish.
Victorian English residents were also unlikely to “schlep”, and didn’t write checks (okay, that’s an Americanism rather than an anachronism). I’m a history fan and a marketing major, and a character discussing book marketing in Victorian England isn’t right (my dictionary confirms my marketing lecturer was right: “marketing” in Victorian England was the activity of going to the market). My one problem with Lady Jayne Disappears was the number of anachronisms. I also liked the strong Christian thread, and the distinction between religion and true Christianity: There were also some excellent lines about human nature, such as: I especially liked the many lines about reading and writing. The characters are strong and likeable, and many have their own secrets which adds to the overall mystery. Lady Jayne Disappears has a strong plot with an intriguing mystery and more than a hint of romance. And various members of the Harcourt household are keeping their own secrets as well … Mr Rotherham is trying to find the identity of Nathaniel Droll (great name, by the way). But Lady Jayne Disappears worked in spite of this, perhaps because Aurelie Harcourt is the transcriber for author Nathaniel Droll rather than the author himself … although that changes as the story moves forward.Īurelie is trying to find the identity of her mother, who disappeared from her ancestral home of Lyndhurst Manor when she was a baby. I’m not the biggest fan of writers writing novels about writers-it seems to take the advice to “write what you know” a little too literally for my taste.
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