by Katherine Howe, Maria Concetta Scotto di Santillo
Book: The House of Velvet and Glass Author: Katherine Howe Genre: Historical Fiction/Spiritualism Summary: Boston 1915. Still reeling from the deaths of her mother and sister on the Titanic, Sibyl Allston is living a life of quiet desperation with her taciturn father and scandal-plagued brothe...
“The House of Velvet and Glass”, a historical fiction set in 1915 Boston is a thoughtful journey that transports us to the turn of the twentieth century. The story captures a moment in time and executes meticulously period details as we are whisked between colonial Shanghai to the luxurious halls of...
not a Titanic fan as a rule, loved the Shanghai connection. Read in one sitting (reclining, actually). How free are we really?
I'm really sadden. Howe's first book was really good! But this book was more like a 1.5 star book. It just did move... It was so slow.
The story of the Allston family is narrated in three threads. The reader spends time with Helen and daughter Eulah on the Titanic on that last fateful day in 1912; time with daughter Sibyl, her father Lan and brother Harlan from 1915 and an interlude in Shanghai in 1868. Underlying them is psychic...
The story begins in 1912, and then proceeds, in detail, for a period of about five years. Several times, it employs the use of interludes to move back in time, almost five decades, to 1868, to introduce the reader to Harlan Allston’s 17 year old incarnation, and foreshadows the things to come. The ...
Katherine Howe’s second novel, The House of Velvet and Glass, inserts the reader into the upper-crust society of Boston in the 1910s. When her mother and younger sister perish on the Titanic, Sybil Allston is left to forge ahead with the requirements as set by society in her new role as head of the ...
Reviewed at http://www.mandikayereads.com/archives/1366 (4/2/12)Despite my low rating, I did end up enjoying this book. The 3.5 stems primarily from the extraordinarily slow beginning. It took awhile before things started coming together, but when they did I found myself looking forward to turning t...