It's not for nothing that Barbara Taylor Bradford's glowing review was on the cover. It's a Bradfordesque family saga, with hackneyed, anachronistic characters and lot of not very credible dramatic circumstances.
Big problem: I hated Celia for around 300 pages of this book. Wanted to punch her in the face. Since she's ostensibly the protagonist, that kind of drearified the experience for me.
The writing is mediocre, and what's more, the publisher ought to be ashamed. A book ostensibly about a publishing house, and there are typos on every other page?? I am really not that observant, and I was assaulted by them. My sympathies to more meticulous readers!
I kind of liked the WWI aspects, but probably wouldn't have as much if I wasn't embarassingly ignorant about that war. I also kind of liked Celia's mom.