These Good Hands

“Life was a blur of clay always seconds from drying out, needing wet rags to dampen it.”
~ Carol Bruneau, THESE GOOD HANDS

Carol Bruneau’s marvellous novel These Good Hands has just been released, a beautifully written rendering of the tragic life of the French sculptor Camille Claudel, who was among other things known as Auguste Rodin’s muse and lover. Claudel lived most of her adult life incarcerated in an asylum while her art languished unappreciated; it’s only recently that the brilliance of her work has been recognized.

Carol has done an astonishing job of getting inside Camille’s and Nurse Solange’s minds, their hearts, in a way that only the finest and most sensitive authors of biographical fiction can do. As I read the book I felt as though I were shadowing the characters in their thoughts. As for her depiction of the era, the place, Carol has given just enough details that I can see it and smell it and hear it, and fill in the rest for myself (which is my kind of reading). Reading it has been a rare treat, and I can’t recommend it strongly enough.

Toronto-area friends will be pleased to know that Carol Bruneau will be reading from These Good Hands at Another Story Book Shop, 315 Roncesvalles Ave. I hope some of you will be able to attend. If you do, please tell Carol hello from me!

Carol Bruneau

 

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