The Girl Who Painted

After the success of my prize-winning novel MOONBOW comes something rather different: THE GIRL WHO PAINTED 

Here there’s a dying and a death. No, nothing murderous, or mysterious or spine-chilling, just the ordinary kind of death we all bear witness to. 

Another thread is that of a young couple on fire with love. It burns. Tell me, if a relationship ends has the love quite gone? Or are there times when it burns in the memory as fiercely as it did that moment when two hearts met? 

This story also tells of a wickedness, that of the slow, deadly dragging down of a talent by authority. 

Oh, by the way! There’s also a painter. Emilia. See what you make of her. Time was, she never was in a novel. 

If I say any more it’ll be blurb. You may prefer to be seeing what all this about. May even like it. Hope so. 

Russell Bower