Daughters of the North (2007, originally published as The Carhullan Army) by Sarah Hall sits in the very thin area of overlap between literary and post-apocalyptic fiction. As such, it is a significantly higher level of craft than most of the latter category, and that certainly softens my opinion of it: there is an elegance to her writing that moves Daughters of the North well beyond “compelling page-turner.”
Hall is a writer to watch, and a write-up of her longer (and, at least from a writing perspective, “more serious”) novel, The Electric Michelangelo, should appear at some point. But I read this first.
I love her writing, which is complex, evocative, and emotionally direct, here telling an explicitly feminist story set in a Britain ravaged by war and environmental disaster. The protagonist finds her way to a camp populated by an exclusively female, armed resistance, and the book follows her struggles to survive alongside, integrate with, and ultimately take up arms alongside them.
While the ending is a bit slapdash, it’s an enjoyable read, and the setting is realized magnificently. Indeed, that is what first drew me to Hall’s writing: her ability to capture a certain geography, the bramble and gorse land that sits between England and Scotland, is quite special.
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There are writers who seem to share a surreal bond with a specific sense of place, and Hall is one: she feels utterly confident and utterly at home writing about that specific geography, filling the hills and valleys with emotional content as well as evocative description.
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