When Anna is kissed by a mysterious stranger at a masquerade ball, a heady dance of seduction begins ... So original and refreshing. --
Hilary Mantel Brilliantly seductive ... A witty, sexy, sophisticated treat. --
Sarah Waters Superb ... Sheer artistic insolence. --
Iris Murdoch A great novel ... A swirling, sumptuous, sensual feast. --
Guardian A feminist remodelling of libertine fervour and passion ... Fiction at its finest. --
Eley Williams London, New Year's Eve. Snow falls on a Georgian mansion, vibrating with the festivities of a masquerade ball within. Middle-aged divorcee Anna stands alone - until the clock chimes midnight and a mysterious figure kisses her on the mouth. Thus begins a dance of seduction charged by clandestine romances swirling around them, whipping the ball into an frenzy of operatic proportions - until the night climaxes, revealing unease beneath the glitter ... A scandalous sensation in 1964, Brigid Brophy's
The Snow Ball is ripe to seduce a new generation of readers.