Title and Author: Woman on Ward 13, by Delphine Woods
Background/plot:
This is the first book in a proposed series of several more, but the ending didn’t really lend itself for a sequel and it stands alone as a complete story. Well, almost.
The story is all about a nurse who is looking after a woman in an asylum, who in her day was also a nurse who looked after another woman in an asylum.
Who are the main characters?
The main characters are Iris, the nurse who is looking after Kath, who was known as Katy when she was a nurse looking after Mrs Leverton, who was also known as Percey, short for Persephone.
Where is it set?
Confusingly and irrelevantly it is set in 1900 and 1956 in two asylums/nursing homes
Writing style, technicalities
The book alternates viewpoints between Iris in 1956 and Katy/Kath in 1900. Iris’ chapters are written in the omnipotent third person, and Kath/Katy’s are written in the first person. I guess that is to help the reader recognise which narrative voice is speaking because the settings in both time eras are so very similar and were quite confusing.
My thoughts on the book:
This has to be one of the most frustrating books I’ve read for ages. I wanted it to work so much that I persevered with it long past the point that I might have given up. The premise is that Kath/Katy has been in an asylum for a long time, following an unknown episode that isn’t even hinted at until right at the end of the book. She was a nurse to another lady, Persey, who was also in a (different) asylum for reasons that were only ever hinted at and never fully explained. It ought to have been a fantastic book, with parallel stories that could have been explored in more detail and depth, but it was disappointing in that neither of the women were ever fully explained, and the whole thing was never really fully realised or completed.
I found there were too many extraneous characters, such as Iris’ friend Shirley in 1956, with a whole second plotline of how she was in an abusive relationship with a doctor and how their friendship suffered because of it. I didn’t see the point of this plotline, but if it had been drawn in order to show something of an abusive relationship in the past maybe, then I could have understood why it was there as a subplot. But it wasn’t. It just came across as clunky and pointless. It wasn’t even a metaphor for anything and so would have been better not writing it.
I don’t know why those two times were chosen to tell this story; any gap of about 50 years would have done, and it might have been a bit more exciting to have the later one closer to “real” time to make it more relevant.
There were too many anachronisms in the book, such as the telephone in Shirley’s supposedly working class house, and some of the figures of speech that the characters used which I found distracting as I read.
I didn’t feel that I connected with any of the characters at all, and by the end of the book, I found I didn’t even cheer on the supposed victims like you’re supposed to do as a reader. There were no redeeming features or characteristics from any of them, and the book ended as a damp squib really. It could have done with a good edit to tighten the plotlines and get rid of the superfluous characters before it was published.
Will I read the next in the series?
No. The next one is supposed to be about Iris again, but I don’t think I could take any more of that insipid, uninspiring character with no redeeming features at all. Sorry!
Would I recommend it to my friends?
No. It isn’t a thriller, nor a romance, nor a comedy or a crime novel. It’s barely even a historical novel and so no, I won’t be recommending it to my friends who like any of these types of stories.
My final thoughts:
I’m usually a big fan of new writers and I like to keep up to speed with what’s new in the publishing world, but this book was a big disappointment. I wanted it to be so much better than it turned out to be. The premise was pretty sound, and if it had been better executed then it would have been a cracking novel. The idea that women at the turn of the 20th Century could be incarcerated “for their own good” is a fascinating one and deserves exploring, especially given that most of the time it was because they were victims of sexual assault or emotional abuse by husbands and boyfriends. This book has echoes of The Yellow Wallpaper by Charlotte Perkins Gilman, which is a novella about a woman suffering from what we now know to be post partum psychosis. I just wish that The Woman on Ward 13 could have gone deeper into Kath/Katy’s and Percey Leverton’s story to really get to grips with some of these themes and it would have been a whole different book.