historical fiction
The Shell Seekers is a family saga about the Keelings, a
British family, living in the 1980s (the novel was published in 1987). Centered around Penelope and her grown
children, the readers come to know the personalities
and lifestyles of the family members.
Rosamunde Pilcher’s way of introducing us to one person at a
time allowed me to get to know them without the confusion of too many characters
at once. Each of the characters seemed
interesting in their own way although none of them are exaggerated. Some people were likeable
and some were not. The story simply shared normal lives of normal people and
situations. However, these situations appealed to me and kept me wanting to
know how things would turn out for them.
This novel was a pleasure to read. I enjoyed Pilcher’s
writing and will likely read more of her novels. I loved her concept of “cherishing yourself”
which is a way of saying that you need to take care of yourself—your health,
your needs, your individualism. I also
loved her description of one of the characters as running her life like a
submarine with multiple waterproof rooms that couldn’t be affected by the other
rooms. Nowadays that would be called compartmentalizing. There were many profound nuggets like that
peppered throughout the novel. I also loved her settings and am now
particularly interested in visiting Cornwall, England.
In all honesty, the only reason I read this novel was
because it was one of my mother’s favorites.
The funny thing is that I saw a little bit of my mother in all of the
main family members.
I wonder to which one(s) she felt closest. Also, the underlying story of art collection
and investment was something dear to my mother’s heart as well. I wish she were still alive so I could
discuss this novel with her!
I might have given in 5 stars except for several overly
descriptive sections that either stopped the momentum of the story or were too
long-winded in building up to the next scene. They were more of a nuisance than
anything but, still, took away from the otherwise perfectly enjoyable novel. Pilcher also sometimes used these build-ups
as a red herring to make the reader think something was imminent but then she
would surprise us by making nothing of it in the end. At least she kept us on our toes. Some
foreboding came to fruition while other potential troubles were missed. I
appreciated that.
The novel was narrated by Hayley Atwell and she was
terrific! She was a marvelous voice
actor and had a wide repertoire of voices and accents. However, during
character conversations, she sometimes dropped her voice to such a low volume,
particular with male characters, that I had to replay after turning up the
volume to hear what was said. Therefore,
I’m dropping her to an A on this production.






