“Lost letters have only one hope for survival..”
What a beautifully written debut by Irish author Helen Cullen. I don’t often read books like this and so it caught me by surprise, so often I am lost in space or solving gruesome murders but William Woolf is a different kind of detective altogether. In this story we are taken on a journey of the heart, of love, loss heartache, change, growth and happiness.
I found the whole idea of the dead letters depot utterly intriguing. I love writing letters and even better receiving them but its something I haven’t done for years. The thought of spending my days reading letters and finding out about people’s lives is fascinating. I wonder if it’s an actual thing, if there really are people out there who strive to reunite people with their lost post.
“Inside the Dead Letters Depot in East London, William Woolf is one of thirty letter detectives who spend their days solving mysteries: Missing postcodes, illegible handwriting, rain-smudged ink, lost address labels, torn packages, forgotten street names – they are all the culprits of missed birthdays, broken hearts, unheard confessions, pointless accusations, unpaid bills and unanswered prayers.
When William discovers letters addressed simply to ‘My Great Love’ his work takes on new meaning. Written by a woman to a soulmate she hasn’t met yet, the missives stir William in ways he didn’t know were possible.
Soon he begins to wonder: Could William be her great love?”
William and Clare’s story is of a relationship at a crossroads, can they move forward together or is it time to go their separate ways? A story I think everyone can relate to on some level or other. Helen writes so beautifully dipping in and out of their memories so that just over 100 pages in I was out in my garden sobbing and I knew that I would whole heartedly love this story.
An absolute must read for the summer, make sure to have tissues and mugs of teas to hand and a comfy reading spot because you won’t want to move until you’ve seen it through to the end.
Many thanks to the lovely people at Michael Joseph for sending me a copy to read and review, all opinions are my own and I am not paid to give them.