Run, Alice, Run
Published on 1. January 2018
Book
Paperback/Softback
324 pages
978-0-9935997-7-4 (ISBN)
Description
Alice Green realises that reaching fifty is much the same as being invisible so why not make the most of it? Her head-in-the-sand husband doesn’t notice the clothes mountain and the piles of pretty stationery.
When two police cars draw up outside her house in leafy Edinburgh, Alice knows the game is up. While dealing with the present, she backtracks through her memories, recasting the events and people who chipped away at her confidence and contentment over the years.
Run, Alice, Run is an irreverent coming-of-middle-age novel that looks with irony and black humour at the way society defines and diminishes women of all ages.
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Edition
New edition
Language
English
Place of publication
Edinburgh
United Kingdom
Edition type
New edition
Dimensions
Height: 203 mm
Width: 127 mm
Thickness: 18 mm
Weight
353 gr
ISBN-13
978-0-9935997-7-4 (9780993599774)
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My seventeen books cross-cross genres, a publisher's nightmare. They include a writing scheme for primary schools, Write From the Start (Longman) a book recording the experiences of thirty people with severe Chronic Fatigue Syndrome, Shattered:Life with ME (HarperCollins), and the authorised biography of the surrealist painter, Rosa Branson (Linen Press). Two books are close to my heart: White Lies, my debut novel, was runner-up in the Robert Louis Stevenson Award. Spanning four generations and set against the backcloth of the 1950s Mao Mao uprising in Kenya, it tells the story of an adulterous love affair between a soldier's wife and an intelligence officer who understands Africa. The Red Beach Hut is about a fine but fated friendship between two outsiders, a gay man and a misfit boy, who meet on a windswept English beach. Society's warped gaze endangers both of them.I have recently moved, after twelve years in southern France, to a remote croft in the Western Isles. I live in a caravan with views of sea and islands, and look after brown and black sheep.