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Louise Candlish’s latest novel - in bookstores from December 2013.

How far would you follow him before you accept it’s over? From the bestselling author of The Disappearance of Emily Marr comes this beautifully written novel about letting go of the love of your life (formerly published as Prickly Heat).

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Praise for The Sudden Departure of the Frasers:

‘A thriller novel meets soap opera with hints of Rear Window . . .
addictive and fun . . . it will keep you guessing until the end’ (Stylist)

‘Brilliantly obsessive’ (Viv Groskop, Red)

‘Tense and intriguing’ (Woman and Home)

‘Pacy and claustrophobic’ (Fabulous)

‘Smart and perceptive’ (Good Housekeeping)

‘Louise Candlish’s latest thriller is packed with twists and turns’ (Hello)

‘A story of manipulation, obsession and love. I couldn’t put it down!’ (Essentials)

‘Subtle, clever and sexy, this is irresistibly enjoyable’ (Sunday Mirror)

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The Sudden Departure of the Frasers is OUT and you can actually buy it In Real Life from today… Details here Happy reading!

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‘Pacy and claustrophobic’

‘Pacy and claustrophobic’
(Fabulous magazine on The Sudden Departure of the Frasers)

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I love this video…

I hope this little video by Penguin whets your appetite (and don’t worry – it’s not like The Shining…!)

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One week…


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The countdown begins…


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The Frasers are coming!

Well, they’re going, in fact.

I’m thrilled to show you the finished cover for The Sudden Departure of the Frasers, published by Penguin on May 21st. Here is the blurb:

My name is Amber Fraser. I’ve just moved in at Number 40, Lime Park Road. You’ll come to think of me as a loving wife, a thoughtful neighbour and a trusted friend.

This is a lie.

When Christy and Joe Davenport are handed the keys to Number 40 on picture-perfect Lime Park Road, Christy knows it should be a dream come true. Strange, then, that the house was on the market for such a low price. That the previous owners, the Frasers, renovated the entire property and yet moved out within a year. That none of the neighbours will talk to Christy.

As curiosity gives way to obsession, Christy finds herself drawn deeper into the mystery of the house’s previous occupants – and the dark and shocking secret that tore the street apart . . .

Praise for Louise Candlish:

‘A master of her craft’ Rosamund Lupton

‘Louise Candlish’s stories don’t shy away from life’s more painful and emotional moments’ Glamour

‘I loved this book. Full of complicated yet sympathetic characters and riven with the kind of dilemmas that characterise real lives. I honestly didn’t see the twist coming. Perfect’ Jojo Moyes on The Day You Saved My Life

‘Tense, twisty and completely addictive, will keep you guessing right until the end . . .’ Good Housekeeping

‘Absorbing, perceptive and gripping’ Daily Mail

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Novel news


It’s been a while since my last update – partly because I’ve been hard at work and partly because I’ve been, well, a bit lazy about getting around to it. Nobody’s perfect and all that. Right now I am reading proofs for my new novel ‘The Sudden Departure of the Frasers’, a rather dark emotional mystery that will be published in the UK by Penguin in May 2015. Here is a little blurby bit to set the scene:

When Joe and Christy Davenport buy a house on the sought-after Lime Park Road for a remarkably reasonable price, they happily overlook the fact that the previous owners have fled the street overnight and gone to great lengths to conceal their new whereabouts. But once installed, Christy becomes unsettled by odd dynamics between the Lime Park residents, dynamics that keep leading her to the door of her reclusive and boorish neighbour Rob Whalen. Convinced that he is dangerous and yet met with silence by the other locals, she discovers that the only way to establish the truth is by unpicking the shocking story of her predecessors, Jeremy Fraser and his glamorous younger wife Amber.

In other words, where have the Frasers gone – and why? Well, I can tell you for free that they are not pressing olives in Tuscany or looking for giant tortoises in the Galapagos. Nor are they anywhere in the vicinity of the missing Emily Marr, oh no.

More soon,

Louise x

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The joy of audio

I first discovered audiobook bliss a few years ago when I was recovering from eye surgery. I had never been more in need of escapism. The problem was that with one eye covered in a patch, freed only to have wincingly unpleasant drops squirted into it, the other one got too tired too quickly to be up to the job of reading a full-length novel.

Instead, I listened. During those weeks, I listened to Maggie O’Farrell, Mark Billingham, Anita Shreve and many others. Sometimes I dozed off and the stories continued in my sleep, which was rather nice.

All my novels are published in audiobook form by WF Howes, a company that began in 1979 when a travelling salesman from Maryland, USA, grew tired of (American) radio and decided to advertise for an actor to record a book for him to listen to instead. The salesman was Henry Trentman, the actor Frank Muller and the book ‘The Sea World’ by Jack London. (You may wonder how I know all this off the top of my head: I’m appearing at the company’s showcase event in London next week and so have Looked Into Them.) Anyway, 10,000-plus titles later and Howes are the emperors of unabridged audiobooks.

At first I avoided listening to any of my own work. It felt really embarrassing, like hearing yourself on a voicemail (do I really sound like that? So sarky? There must be some mistake!). But quite quickly you forget you are the originator of the words and it feels OK to just listen. That’s not to say I spend my days in this narcissistic pursuit, but it does mean I can at least now open the samples Howes send me when a new book is about to be recorded and listen to them without blushing.

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Whatever happened to Emily Marr?

Hello and – rather belatedly and shame-facedly – Happy New Year! I hope Christmas, New Year and Dryanuary were delightful for you. I managed two weeks of sobriety and was happy with that. The rest of the time I have been drinking/watching The Bridge/deep in the final stages of my next book, news of which will follow shortly.

Thank you to everyone who has contacted me about The Disappearance of Emily Marr, which I now think of as The Open Ending of Emily Marr since that has been the subject of most of your emails. I have really enjoyed discussing the follow-up stories of Emily and the other characters and am relieved that only one person has been very angry indeed (and for a minute there I thought might be going to hunt me down Misery-style). But I have taken note. While we understand that anything could happen in fiction, we still need to know what does. We are human, after all, not fairies.

My next book will have an unambiguous ending, I promise…