Source: Publisher via Netgalley. Thank you Corgi Children's for providing me with an e-copy of this novel in exchange for an honest review.
Genre: YA paranormal fantasy/magical realism.
It’s the accident season, the same time every year. Bones break, skin tears, bruises bloom.
The accident season has been part of seventeen-year-old Cara’s life for as long as she can remember. Towards the end of October, foreshadowed by the deaths of many relatives before them, Cara’s family becomes inexplicably accident-prone. They banish knives to locked drawers, cover sharp table edges with padding, switch off electrical items – but injuries follow wherever they go, and the accident season becomes an ever-growing obsession and fear.
But why are they so cursed? And how can they break free?
Ahh, this book… Where do I start?
I suspect I liked it so much because I read it at a perfect time. I was searching for something new and fresh, a standalone (you know how terrible I am at finishing series) and something with a story I hadn’t read a hundred times before. Reading the second half of the novel while we were spending a day out in the woods, right by a small river that cooled us on an impossibly hot day, probably had something to do with it, too. Sometimes, you read a book and the timing is exactly right and everything just falls into place (it happened with this book as well).
Whatever happened, I would probably like The Accident Season in any case. It has terrific rhythm, the writing is poetic and haunting without being pretentious and Fowley-Doyle smoothly weaves old Irish folk elements into a story of a family that is quite ordinary for most of the year and extremely unlucky for one month every autumn. Unfortunately, if you’ve read the summary, you’ve pretty much read everything that can be said about The Accident Season without spoilers.
So let’s raise our glasses to the accident season,/ To the river beneath us where we sink our souls./ To the bruises and the secrets./To the ghosts in the ceiling./One more drink for the watery road.
I get shivers whenever I remember this poem.
I wish I could have read this novel when I was 17. Not that I didn’t relate to the characters as a 28-year-old but Cara is exactly the sort of heroine I missed (without really knowing it) when I was in high school. Well, if teenagers smoking and drinking offends you, you’ll probably find the main characters to be an unlikeable bunch. I, however, found Cara, Bea, Sam and Alice to be real and tragic and loveable and unique.
I’ve been thinking about the ending a lot. If you check my “genre” description, you’ll see I was a tad confused by it – but I think that we’re meant to be confused by it, by the dreams and apparitions and everything. Look, I know it sounds weird and I’ve said I dislike being left in the dark before but Fowley-Doyle was one author I didn’t mind following blindly through the story.
I’ll definitely be on the lookout for more work from Moïra Fowley-Doyle – I believe The Accident Season is her debut novel and if it’s any indication of what’s to come, I think I may have found another favourite author.
Are you a mood reader? Or do you always enjoy similar books?
Do you like to know where the author’s leading you? Are you afraid of being left in the dark?
Ooh – if you answer one question, answer this one: what were you like in high school? :)