BOOK DISCUSSION: WHITE IS FOR WITCHING BY HELEN OYEYEMI
Generations of women inhabit the walls of a vast, mysterious house on the cliffs near Dover. Creaks and grumbles malignly confuse visitors in its mazy rooms, forcing winter apples in the garden when the branches should be bare. A spine-tingling tale that has Gothic roots but an utterly modern sensibility. Told by a quartet of crystalline voices, it is electrifying in its expression of myth and memory, loss and magic, fear and love.