The Dress Lodger
It’s been a long time since I was awed at a writer’s technique and word usage. The sentences seemed to jump off the page for me when I read The Dress Lodger. They got a lot of distance and hit my face each time as if they were saying, “read me, read me!” Sheri Holman weaves the characters of this story tightly onto the streets of Sunderland, England as if they were alive. You realize they belong there, all of them, even Gustine to claim their due. I’m not even sure if I could emulate her writing style even as a writing exercise. She is that superb in her description, dialogue, and humor. I want to read it again just to absorb her talent for crafting a great story about doctors, cadavers, pottery workers, babies, and drunken men. Holman writes in such a way where she transports you back to the 1800’s with all the characters; and when the story ends, you reluctantly leave with time well spent.