“I’m Helen the good one because I was born first”
Reviews for this debut novel, have been very mixed, but overall quite positive, with most readers, including myself, taking something important away from its original, unique and unsettling story line, in what has recently become, a very crowded genre.
The characters themselves, almost to a person, were distinctly unlikeable, selfish and clinging; each motivated purely by their individual wants and needs, without any care or consideration for anyone around them, including the two young sisters, who to be honest, were just as bad.
The mother was by far and away the worst of the bunch, totally self-centred and needy. I really wanted to empathise with her position of having been left alone to care for two small children, in circumstances which were sure to have raised a few eye-brows; however she made this almost impossible, with her complete lack of motivation to care for her daughters and deal with even their most basic emotional needs. Her only interest was in persuading another man to replace her husband and take all the responsibility off her shoulders, whether he was the right person for the girls to have in their lives, or not!
After all, I asked myself several times, what normal mother would be unable to recognise one twin from another? A question which wasn’t to be answered until right near the end of the story, when the girls, now middle aged women, were partially reconciled and almost when it was too late. Although that, together with another startling and unexpected revelation, explained why Ellie had been so eager to stay in role as Helen, once the two girls had agreed to exchange identities as children.
Helen, in her new role as Ellie, was probably the most complex and difficult character to fathom out. Admittedly, as a six year old child, who was going to believe that she was anyone other than who she said she was, so when the real Ellie refuses to come out of role play and revert to being herself, Helen’s plan backfires spectacularly, despite her pleas and protestations. I really did struggle to get inside Helen’s psyche though, to see why she had regressed so totally into the personality of her challenged sister to such a degree, that her own tortured mental health suffered so badly.
In this multi-layered story, author Ann Morgan, has explored so many disturbing and thought-provoking issues, including: individual identity and the loss thereof; mental health issues, including those which remain unidentified and untreated; and dysfunctional family units where relationships have completely broken down, yet are left undetected – that by the end of the book, I was almost feeling the total loss and desolation of the characters, as if they were real people, me having become so immersed in their fictional lives.
I quickly got used to an excellent writing style, brutal in its honesty, which offered a unique, addictive and highly original voice, to a range of social expectations and mores, which define our individually unique, multi-layered qualities and personalities.
Ann Morgan is an author I hope to hear much more from.