Genres: Historical Fiction, Mystery
If it wasn’t for the blogging community, I would not have read this gem! If you saw my review of The Miniaturist, you know by now that I didn’t enjoy it at all. So I would not have picked up The Muse without reading such positive things about it.
The story starts in 1967, following Odelle as she received a unique offer to work as a typist, the first job offer since she came to London five years before that is anywhere close to her studies and abilities. When she comes across a peculiar painting, she has no idea of the mystery, hope, dreams and heartbreak that come with its history – but Odelle is now involved in its secrets, too.
This story is just so gripping, and the mystery so wonderful, I kept turning page after page. I loved the art theme of the book, loved very much the intrigue and how the stakes keep getting higher and higher as you read – until you know there is no way this will have a happy ending. There are many things written between the lines, many things left unsaid screaming to the reader.
I don’t want to give too much away from the book, so I’m keeping this short: I was very impressed by the sophomore novel of Jessie Burton and I will re-read it fore sure at some point because it’s just so damn addictive.