‘Exquisite…to be marvelled at.’

Reasons She Goes to the Woods
LONGLISTED FOR THE BAILEYS WOMEN'S PRIZE FOR FICTION 2014
Deborah Kay Davies
‘Exquisite… To be marvelled at.’ Guardian
Shortlisted for the Encore Award
Longlisted for the Baileys Women’s Prize for Fiction
Pearl can be very, very good. More often she is very, very bad. But she’s just a child, a mystery to all who know her. A little girl who has her own secret reasons for escaping to the nearby woods. What might those reasons be? And how can she feel so at home in the dark, sinister, sensual woods, a wonder of secrets and mystery?
Told in vignettes across Pearl’s childhood years, Reasons She Goes to the Woods is a nervy but lyrical novel about a normal girl growing up, doing the normal things little girls do.
Reviews
‘Outstanding… Davies is a poet, and this is a poet’s novel in the very best sense – every word is pin-sharp and perfectly in its place.’
‘Pearl is a marvellously contradictory creation, showing the cruelty in children as well as their neediness, their capacity for love and friendship... Davies’ novel reads almost like a prose poem.’
‘A sexy, contrary book…also a story concerned with morality. The most sustained and challenging aspect of the narrative is its insistence about what a little girl is like.’
‘Brutal, funny... One of those rare novels that is genuinely about sex, in all its irrationality and potential for self-destruction.’
‘Raw, lyrical, sad, this haunting story packs a deceivingly strong punch.’
‘Best for highbrow sun lounging…told with a gothic, sensual style that Angela Carter would be proud of.’
‘Dark, beautifully descriptive and rather haunting.’
‘A spiky echo of Angela Carter, with whom Ms Davies at her best stands fair comparison… The language is fresh, the imagery striking…and Pearl herself is a rampant, compelling, fully-realised, wild-eyed, teary creation.’
‘A poetic and strange novel, full of flair.’
‘A rounded, complex portrait of growing-up that has an atmosphere all of its own.’
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‘In this wallop of a little novel... Ms. Davies writes with such spunk that you stay with her for much of the ride’ New York Times