I have just finished The Help which I resisted for a long time. The cover of the book didn't tempt, I snobbishly thought it would be concerned with domestic issues which are of no interest to me. Having so many friends tell me 'you're mad (and a book snob too), read it', I opened the first page and... like so many others could not put it down. The author's ability to give life to the three main characters (and a large support cast too) was so skillfully and truthfully done. The sense of place, of that era when so many important things happened and black people began to find a voice was mesmerising and shocking. Most importantly, there is no neatly tied up happy ending. The ending is one of the saddest I've read (I found it hard not to howl out) but there is so much hope for better things to come and a real sense of how things were changing.A friend of mine told me it read like a thriller and she was right. I stayed up late, I missed trains, I refused dazzling party invitations till I'd read the last page. Then I looked greedily for more of this author's books. It's her first so it will be a while - but I can't wait.
