I’d not heard of novelist Kelly Rimmer before this new release. But… in the lead up to publication I’d been seeing Before I Let You Go everywhere, so naturally I was happy to jump on that bandwagon and relieved that it turned up for review a few weeks prior to its release.

It’s the sort of book I often think of as ‘genre-less’. If that makes sense. Other recent reads like, Louise Allan’s The Sisters’ Song and The Greatest Gift by Rachael Johns are similar. Women’s fiction serves up connotations of chick lit or something frivolous; which is certainly not the case. So general fiction perhaps? (And I actually wonder if it really matters?!!!) #genreschmonre

It’s also the sort of book I very much appreciate. Rimmer hasn’t written it to any prescribed or decorous code of conduct. That’s not to say it’s not possible to guess what’s coming; cos it is, but that’s because the options are limited… as it’s reminiscent of real life in many ways.