The White Octopus Hotel by Alexandra BellMy rating: 4 of 5 stars
Have you ever had a tragedy that so marked you that you felt your life never progressed beyond that moment? It is an all too common experience of survivors of war or other less dramatic but equally tragic events. The protagonists of this story are stuck in the process of living when they don't feel that they deserve to be, and somehow through the miracle of The White Octopus Hotel they find a way to forgive themselves and learn to move on. Eve is a 28 year old art curator who has been literally haunted by an event that happened on her 4th birthday. She feels that it is her fault that her family broke up, that her mother and she can't be in the same room, that she deserves no joy in her life. One day, an elderly man comes to her and gives her a white octopus figurine. She can't understand why the octopus looks like the pictures she has been drawing for as long as she can remember, and she feels compelled to figure out where the octopus comes from. The story reminds me of Audrey Niffenegger's Time Traveler's Wife in some ways, though this story is more about self-love and forgiveness being required in order to allow yourself to love another than a traditional love story. As soon as I finished it, I felt compelled to go back and see if I could see the foreshadowing by rereading it, and that was as enjoyable as reading it the first time. The visuals are so well written that I felt like I could imagine the hotel in my mind. There are quite a few mysteries that are never resolved by the end of the book, such as where the White Octopus Hotel came from originally, and who the man behind the curtain is, but magic realism doesn't require its magic to be explained.
Websitehttps://www.alex-bell.com/ Alexandra Bell signed her first book deal at nineteen and has since written multiple books for adults and young people. She works for a legal advice charity and lives in Hampshire with her husband, sons and Sphynx cats. She also writes as Alex Bell.

