Slade house david mitchell review6/28/2023 Its form is episodic, with the story taking place over five chapters, each set nine years apart. Slade House in some ways shows its genesis as a ‘novel that grew’. It is not the sort of playfulness of Nabokov or John Fowles - it comes from a more metaphysical place, and you can hear Mitchell sniggering and licking his lips as he attacks the keyboard, conjuring up new delights or horrors for his readers. In Slade House (Sceptre/Hachette Australia, 2015, 233pp) he beguiles, teases and plays with the reader in a way that is both delightful and sometimes a tad irritating. When an author writes prose and dialogue as well as David Mitchell (shortlisted and long listed for the MAN Booker Prize more than once) he can get away with almost anything. The Slade House, which has been described, inadequately, as ‘a ghost story’, started life as a series of 140-word tweets, which became a novelette and then developed into a slightly longer novel. Only one year after his much-heralded The Bone Clocks (2014), Mitchell has published a new, shorter book, which had an interesting genesis. He is the author of seven other (mostly creepy and always very readable) novels. David Mitchell is probably best known for his novel Cloud Atlas (2012), which was made into a film.
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