‘Nastily good fun’ Metro
SET TO BECOME A MAJOR MOTION PICTURE STARRING ELIZABETH MOSS
Shirley Jackson meets Ottessa Moshfegh meets My Sister the Serial Killer in a brilliantly unsettling and darkly funny debut novel full of suspense and paranoia
George March’s latest novel is a smash hit. None could be prouder than Mrs. March, his dutiful wife, who revels in his accolades and relishes the lifestyle and status his success brings.
A creature of routine and decorum, Mrs. March lives an exquisitely controlled existence on the Upper East Side. Every morning begins the same way, with a visit to her favourite patisserie to buy a loaf of
olive bread, but her latest trip proves to be her last when she suffers an indignity from which she may never recover: an assumption by the shopkeeper that the protagonist in George March’s new book –
a pathetic sex worker, more a figure of derision than desire – is based on Mrs. March.
One casual remark robs Mrs. March not only of her beloved olive bread but of the belief that she knew everything about her husband – and herself – sending her on an increasingly paranoid journey, one
that starts within the pages of a book but may very well uncover both a killer and the long-buried secrets of Mrs. March’s past.
A razor-sharp exploration of the fragility of identity and the smothering weight of expectations, Mrs. March heralds the arrival of a wicked and wonderful new voice.
About the author
Virginia Feito was raised in Madrid and Paris, and studied English and drama at Queen Mary University of London. She worked as a copywriter until she quit to write her debut novel. She lives in Madrid.
- ‘I read Mrs March in one sitting and was so captured by it … As a character, [Mrs March] is fascinating, complex, and deeply human’ Elisabeth Moss
- ‘Virginia Feito tucks an awful lot inside the deadpan folds of her slow-burn, appealingly old-fashioned-feeling horror story … Feito nods deftly to her forebears – there are shades of Hitchcock and Highsmith here, as well as The Yellow Wallpaper, while the opening chapter puts one in mind of Woolf’s Mrs Dalloway. Yet Feito offsets her influences with a drolly comic authorial detachment that is arguably more disconcerting than the events the novel describes. Nastily good fun’ Claire Allfree, Metro
- ‘Mrs. March is just the Madame Bovary-meets-Patricia Highsmith feminist psychoanalytic comedy-of-manners thriller that I didn’t know I so desperately needed. I almost destroyed my life by staying up so late reading. I am lucky my house is still standing’ Elif Batuman, author of The Idiot
- ‘A delicious, disorienting study of suspicion, societal pressure and shifting identities, brilliantly rendered. I swallowed this tale down as greedily as if it were Mrs. March’s beloved olive bread’ Rachel Edwards, author of Darling
- ‘This is storytelling at its most compelling, sinuous and needle-sharp. Told through an unforgettable narrative voice, Mrs March has a plot as skilful as fine clockwork, and is peopled with characters so vivid I could hear, see and even smell them. A triumph’ Catriona Ward, author of The Last House on Needless Street
- ‘Feito locks the reader up inside the fracturing psyche of a woman of privilege … through excruciatingly precise renderings of grotesque delusions… Feito masterfully orchestrates the bewildering horrors of Mrs March’s breakdown… Feito’s bravura gothic thriller brilliantly exposes monstrous consequences of covert neglect and cruelty’ Donna Seaman, Booklist