An earthquake strikes at the heart of London, its epicenter a theatre where a lavish production of "The Tempest" has just opened. Thus the scene is set for Will Eaves's gloriously deft tragicomedy of our time. "Nothing To Be Afraid Of" is both a lament for hope abandoned and innocence betrayed, and an exquisite comic pageant of Shakespearian vitality and compassion: an incidental theatrical history, across the twentieth century, of the art of pretence; of patience, trust and loyalty; of folly in youth and unforgivable old age.
'Tender, playful and full of beautifully observed descriptions of growing up and growing old . . .
with some terrific comic set-pieces the equal of anything in Waugh and Wodehouse. Now that's good writing' " Daily Telegraph" 'In the case of his novel, Eaves has nothing to be afraid of. This deft, absorbing book more than confirms the promise of "The Oversight." Eaves is a master of the dark arts of city fiction. He is to be read, relished and watched very closely' "Independent" '"Nothing To Be Afraid Of "provides several coups de theatre . . . it] is a tragicomic tale of secrets, a drowned daughter, infidelity and mistaken identity . . . It is so clever, so apt, so right that you have no option but to read the novel with its built-in encore all over again. It seems even better the second time round' " Sunday Telegraph"