
I was mightily impressed by her book 'The Blue Flower' - a faultless evocation of Germany in the last decades of the 18th Century - the life of Fritz von Hardenberg, the poet Novalis.
This extraordinary woman, born a Knox, was as English as can be yet not. Her prose has been described as limpid, her style as piquant, sad, fastidious and funny, clever and engaging.


I devoured Hermione
Lee's vivid biography, published in 2013.
Throughout Penelope
Fitzgerald's life the question was asked, "How is it done?” A clue might
be a favourite book of the authors 'Le Grand Meaulnes' by Alain Fournier, a
victim in the first year of the First World War aged 28 - what is unsaid is the
essence of this novel whose last line confirms the authors intent.
I shall now read every
tome and
every scrap Penelope Fitzgerald has ever written!
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