Trauma comes again and again, and even when you work through it, the time comes when each calamity sees an opportunity, when some event wakes one from sleep.

When an adult daughter loses her mother, losses crawl from their graves and the world is filled with a new smell and a new aroma.

Nobody writes like Elisabet Jokulsdottir, and she delves beneath every stone, fondly strokes the reader’s cheek, gives the finger to old ways and continues her tireless search for love, peace and tranquillity.

“When you’ve been caught up in this tragedy for forty years it feels like a crime to turn it into a comedy. It was as if I was caught up on barbed wire.”

“Masterpiece!”
LINDA VILHJALMSDOTTIR

“Absolutely riveting.”
THORGEIR TRYGGVASON, KILJAN/NATIONAL TV

“This is probably the best Elisabet has done so far.”
KOLBRUN BERGTHORSDOTTIR, KILJAN/NATIONAL TV

FOUR AND A HALF STARS OF FIVE POSSIBLE
“… a masterpiece…
revealing the complex relation between a mother and a daughter, a description that will appeal to many.
… a powerful and beautiful story, yet poignant and merciless in its judgement on the society that created our models.”
INGIBJORG AUDUNARDOTTIR, MORGUNBLADID DAILY

FOUR STARS OF FIVE POSSIBLE
“…a novel written with courage and a sincere wish to explain and define a complex mother-daughter relationship.”
THORUNN HREFNA SIGURJONSDOTTIR, STUNDIN