I approached this book with some trepidation. It had been recommended to me by the local bookseller but on reading the blurb I thought it sounded a little inane. How wrong can one be. Fiona McFarlanes's debut effort is a gem. It has it all. The writing is superb; the characters engaging (for better or worse) and the overall tone is atmospheric. I couldn't read it fast enough. Ruth's loneliness pervades the novel and sets her up as an easy victim. While McFarlane plays on our sensibilities and allows the story to naturally reach its inevitable conclusion, we are at the same time kept wondering whether Ruth is really imagining the events which are happening or whether the frightening Frida is the real tiger in the story.

The Night Guest is the first novel by Australian author, Fiona McFarlane. In a novel filled with gorgeous, evocative prose, McFarlane builds a tale encompassing the following elements: an old widow living alone (Ruth Field); a deceased husband (Harry); two sons remotely located (Jeffrey and Phillip); a formidable care worker who insinuates herself into the widows life (Frida Young); the elderly man who was once the object of the widows teenage infatuation (Richard Porter); a taxi driver (Fridas brother, George); a good Samaritan (Ellen Gibson); a substantial sum of money; two cats; a beachfront cottage; and a (possibly imaginary) tiger. McFarlanes characters are familiar and believable, although occasionally, larger than life, and their dialogue is realistic. Her descriptions are redolent with rich imagery: Frida sat on the unfamiliar chair and looked at Ruth, impassive. Her obstinacy had a mineral quality. Ruth felt she could chip away at it with a sharp tool and reveal nothing more than the uniformity of its composition and Ruths back objected to all this. She often imagined her back as an instrument; that way she could decide if the pain was playing in the upper or lower registers. Sometimes it was just a long, low note, and sometimes it was insistent and shrill. Lying in the sand, it was both. It was a whole brassy, windy ensemble and The day was that wet, pressed sort on which no one would make the effort to come to this part of the beach. In weather like this, the beach was revealed as both dangerous and dirty. The sea was oppressive, and the sky was bright and colourless and dragged down upon its surface are just a few examples. McFarlane deftly creates the environment in which the events of her plot seem entirely plausible, and the reader will be filled with an escalating sense of foreboding as the novel progresses. McFarlanes novel explores many topics: vulnerability, imagination, confusion and forgetfulness (Where had all this been waiting while she worked so effortlessly to forget it? She sat trembling with gratitude for her brain, that sticky organ.), as well as loss of independence, help, caring, communication, love and trust. This is quite an amazing debut novel.

We have chosen the The Night Guest as our Book of the Month as it is a brilliant, thought provoking novel from Fiona McFarlane. I found The Night Guest to be at times distressing as it reminded me of the fragility of the mind and the importance placed on our trust in others. This new Australian author writing will keep you captivated and wondering what will happen next and what is real.