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An audacious, compassionate state-of-the-nation novel about four strangers whose lives collide with far-reaching consequences.


Beatrice Kizza, a woman in flight from a homeland that condemned her for daring to love, flees to London. There, she shields her sorrow from the indifference of her adopted city, and navigates a night-time world of shift-work and bedsits.


Howard Pink is a self-made millionaire who has risen from Petticoat Lane to the mansions of Kensington on a tide of determination and bluster. Yet self-doubt still snaps at his heels and his life is shadowed by the terrible loss that has shaken him to his foundations.


Carol Hetherington, recently widowed, is living the quiet life in Wandsworth with her cat and The Jeremy Kyle Show for company. As she tries to come to terms with the absence her husband has left on the other side of the bed, she frets over her daughters prospects and wonders if shell ever be happy again.


Esme Reade is a young journalist learning to muck-rake and doorstep in pursuit of the elusive scoop, even as she longs to find some greater meaning and leave her imprint on the world.


Four strangers, each inhabitants of the same city, where the gulf between those who have too much and those who will never have enough is impossibly vast. But when the glass that separates Howards and Beatrices worlds is shattered by an inexcusable act, they discover that the capital has connected them in ways they could never have imagined.


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Review

Highly convincing. The Independent


Confident . . . Day reveals a riveting panorama of London now. She has a journalists eye for detail as well as an eminently sensible wit . . . As a state-of-the-city novel, its richer than John Lancasters Capital and less pleased with itself than Ian McEwans Saturday. Evening Standard


Ambitious . . . Days protagonists are rounded and believable, and the big city--in all its maddening, bustling glory--is the unofficial fifth character. Glamour


A seriously good book--intelligent, thought-provoking, funny and tender, it should be a smash this summer. Sunday Mirror


Elegant, sprightly prose . . . [Paradise City] signals the emergence of a literary novelist whose optimism and generosity should gain her a much bigger audience. Sunday Telegraph


Day has demonstrable empathy for the outsider in all of us . . . [yet] a sharp satirical eye. Daily Mail


An elegant, clever story . . . an addictive page-turner. The Observer


Richly written. The Spectator


A striking portrait of lives in contemporary London. Harpers Bazaar


The wonder of London, arguably the greatest of all cities of literature, is lovingly and meticulously painted . . . Enthralling . . . moving and convincing . . . It reminds me to some extent of the writing of Penelope Lively, Margaret Drabble, Maeve Binchy or Catherine Dunne. Like those writers Day writes excellent, accessible prose. She has the true novelists gift of being able to bring us right into the lives of her characters; into their city, into their homes and into their heads. Irish Times


Days journalistic experience clearly infuses her novel . . . Her characters have fully documented psychologies, rounded out with precise detail, and her plot, although it invokes big issues--race, class, sexism--delivers shrewd, well-paced storytelling . . . This is unusual, well-crafted storytelling enhanced by some telling emotional notes. Kirkus Reviews


Surprising and rewarding. Through standout prose, including some brilliant imagery, she uses her characters and situations to describe a London that reveals all its grubby glamor, all its twisted secrets and oozing promise of possibility. Publishers Weekly


Highly convincing. The Independent


Ambitious . . . Days protagonists are rounded and believable, and the big city--in all its maddening, bustling glory--is the unofficial fifth character. Glamour


Confident . . . Day reveals a riveting panorama of London now. She has a journalists eye for detail as well as an eminently sensible wit . . . As a state-of-the-city novel, its richer than John Lancasters Capital and less pleased with itself than Ian McEwans Saturday. Evening Standard


A seriously good book--intelligent, thought-provoking, funny and tender, it should be a smash this summer. Sunday Mirror


Elegant, sprightly prose . . . [Paradise City] signals the emergence of a literary novelist whose optimism and generosity should gain her a much bigger audience. Sunday Telegraph


Day has demonstrable empathy for the outsider in all of us . . . [yet] a sharp satirical eye. Daily Mail


An elegant, clever story . . . an addictive page-turner. The Observer


Richly written. The Spectator


A striking portrait of lives in contemporary London. Harpers Bazaar


The wonder of London, arguably the greatest of all cities of literature, is lovingly and meticulously painted . . . Enthralling . . . moving and convincing . . . It reminds me to some extent of the writing of Penelope Lively, Margaret Drabble, Maeve Binchy or Catherine Dunne. Like those writers Day writes excellent, accessible prose. She has the true novelists gift of being able to bring us right into the lives of her characters; into their city, into their homes and into their heads. Irish Times


Days journalistic experience clearly infuses her novel . . . Her characters have fully documented psychologies, rounded out with precise detail, and her plot, although it invokes big issues--race, class, sexism--delivers shrewd, well-paced storytelling . . . This is unusual, well-crafted storytelling enhanced by some telling emotional notes. Kirkus Reviews


Surprising and rewarding. Through standout prose, including some brilliant imagery, she uses her characters and situations to describe a London that reveals all its grubby glamor, all its twisted secrets and oozing promise of possibility. Publishers Weekly


Engrossing . . . [Paradise City] follows the paths of four Londoners so different from each other that the reader eagerly flips the pages to learn how they will intersect . . . [It] gallops ahead happily with a mix of insight [and] humor. New York Journal of Books


A compassionate but upbeat look at four interlocking lives in contemporary London. The novel is both thoughtful and witty, unafraid of tackling big subjects (sexual assault, political asylum) even as it finds joy in small human connections . . . An intelligent, well-written novel with depth and heart. BookPage


Paradise City is beautifully written and closely observed, but its strength lies in Days compassion for her characters and her understanding that, beneath the surface, the strivers and the invisible, the glittering and the lonely, are people united by the universal need for acceptance and love. ShelfAwareness


An emotional story fueled by its characters and the potency of a city. Bustle, 13 of December 2015 s Best Books to Go With Your Holiday Cheer


A moving portrait of the insecurities that define the human experience . . . Engaging and fast-paced, Paradise Citywalks the line between engrossing drama and nuanced personal narrative. Day explores the intersection between the external and the internal, joining disparate spheres to give her characters the sense of belonging they so desperately desire. Paste


[A] moving novel about loneliness and identity . . . As [the] beautifully drawn characters cross paths in contemporary London, each finds unexpected solace, insight, and hope, leaving readers with a bittersweet but abiding optimism about humanity. People Magazine, Book of the Week


A striking portrait of lives in contemporary London. Harpers Bazaar


Ambitious . . . Days protagonists are rounded and believable, and the big city--in all its maddening, bustling glory--is the unofficial fifth character. Glamour


Engrossing . . . [Paradise City] follows the paths of four Londoners so different from each other that the reader eagerly flips the pages to learn how they will intersect . . . [It] gallops ahead happily with a mix of insight [and] humor. New York Journal of Books


Confident . . . Day reveals a riveting panorama of London now. She has a journalists eye for detail as well as an eminently sensible wit . . . As a state-of-the-city novel, its richer than John Lancasters Capital and less pleased with itself than Ian McEwans Saturday. Evening Standard


A seriously good book--intelligent, thought-provoking, funny and tender, it should be a smash this summer. Sunday Mirror


Elegant, sprightly prose . . . [Paradise City] signals the emergence of a literary novelist whose optimism and generosity should gain her a much bigger audience. Sunday Telegraph


An elegant, clever story . . . an addictive page-turner. The Observer


Richly written. The Spectator


Highly convincing. The Independent


The wonder of London, arguably the greatest of all cities of literature, is lovingly and meticulously painted . . . Enthralling . . . moving and convincing . . . It reminds me to some extent of the writing of Penelope Lively, Margaret Drabble, Maeve Binchy or Catherine Dunne. Like those writers Day writes excellent, accessible prose. She has the true novelists gift of being able to bring us right into the lives of her characters; into their city, into their homes and into their heads. Irish Times


Surprising and rewarding. Through standout prose, including some brilliant imagery, she uses her characters and situations to describe a London that reveals all its grubby glamor, all its twisted secrets and oozing promise of possibility. Publishers Weekly


Days journalistic experience clearly infuses her novel . . . Her characters have fully documented psychologies, rounded out with precise detail, and her plot, although it invokes big issues--race, class, sexism--delivers shrewd, well-paced storytelling . . . This is unusual, well-crafted storytelling enhanced by some telling emotional notes. Kirkus Reviews


Come for the complex characters, stay for the author s exquisite prose. Us Weekly


Day has demonstrable empathy for the outsider in all of us . . . [yet] a sharp satirical eye. Daily Mail


A compassionate but upbeat look at four interlocking lives in contemporary London. The novel is both thoughtful and witty, unafraid of tackling big subjects (sexual assault, political asylum) even as it finds joy in small human connections . . . An intelligent, well-written novel with depth and heart. BookPage


A moving portrait of the insecurities that define the human experience . . . Engaging and fast-paced, Paradise Citywalks the line between engrossing drama and nuanced personal narrative. Day explores the intersection between the external and the internal, joining disparate spheres to give her characters the sense of belonging they so desperately desire. Paste


By turns funny and shocking, Paradise City is a novel of and for our time. Paste, 30 Best Fiction Books of 2015


As an exploration of urban life, Paradise City is great. As an examination of the modern human condition, it is fantastic. Though Day clearly puts effort into giving her characters depth, the result doesnt feel forced or overwritten . . . Intelligent and easy . . . provocative and entertaining . . . The book tackles some serious issues, like sorrow and isolation, but balances the heaviness with some lightness and lots of heart. It s optimistic without being predictable or saccharine, and elegant without being fussy. Bookreporter.com


An emotional story fueled by its characters and the potency of a city. Bustle, 13 of December 2015 s Best Books to Go With Your Holiday Cheer


Both sensitive and cuttingly astute . . . Paradise City is beautifully written and closely observed, but its strength lies in Days compassion for her characters and her understanding that, beneath the surface, the strivers and the invisible, the glittering and the lonely, are people united by the universal need for acceptance and love. Jeanette Zwart, Shelf Awareness


Every character is richly detailed and Days clear, sharp prose had me relating to their every feeling from wild, unexpected happiness to deep, thudding sadness. I cant remember the last time I enjoyed a book this much! Lauren Peugh, Shelf Awareness


[A] moving novel about loneliness and identity . . . As [the] beautifully drawn characters cross paths in contemporary London, each finds unexpected solace, insight, and hope, leaving readers with a bittersweet but abiding optimism about humanity. --People Magazine, Book of the Week


A striking portrait of lives in contemporary London. --Harpers Bazaar


Ambitious . . . Days protagonists are rounded and believable, and the big city--in all its maddening, bustling glory--is the unofficial fifth character. --Glamour


Engrossing . . . [Paradise City] follows the paths of four Londoners so different from each other that the reader eagerly flips the pages to learn how they will intersect . . . [It] gallops ahead happily with a mix of insight [and] humor. --New York Journal of Books


Confident . . . Day reveals a riveting panorama of London now. She has a journalists eye for detail as well as an eminently sensible wit . . . As a state-of-the-city novel, its richer than John Lancasters Capital and less pleased with itself than Ian McEwans Saturday. --Evening Standard


A seriously good book--intelligent, thought-provoking, funny and tender, it should be a smash this summer. --Sunday Mirror


Elegant, sprightly prose . . . [Paradise City] signals the emergence of a literary novelist whose optimism and generosity should gain her a much bigger audience. --Sunday Telegraph


An elegant, clever story . . . an addictive page-turner. --The Observer


Richly written. --The Spectator


Highly convincing. --The Independent


The wonder of London, arguably the greatest of all cities of literature, is lovingly and meticulously painted . . . Enthralling . . . moving and convincing . . . It reminds me to some extent of the writing of Penelope Lively, Margaret Drabble, Maeve Binchy or Catherine Dunne. Like those writers Day writes excellent, accessible prose. She has the true novelists gift of being able to bring us right into the lives of her characters; into their city, into their homes and into their heads. --Irish Times


Surprising and rewarding. Through standout prose, including some brilliant imagery, she uses her characters and situations to describe a London that reveals all its grubby glamor, all its twisted secrets and oozing promise of possibility. --Publishers Weekly


Days journalistic experience clearly infuses her novel . . . Her characters have fully documented psychologies, rounded out with precise detail, and her plot, although it invokes big issues--race, class, sexism--delivers shrewd, well-paced storytelling . . . This is unusual, well-crafted storytelling enhanced by some telling emotional notes. --Kirkus Reviews


Come for the complex characters, stay for the authors exquisite prose. --Us Weekly


Day has demonstrable empathy for the outsider in all of us . . . [yet] a sharp satirical eye. --Daily Mail


A compassionate but upbeat look at four interlocking lives in contemporary London. The novel is both thoughtful and witty, unafraid of tackling big subjects (sexual assault, political asylum) even as it finds joy in small human connections . . . An intelligent, well-written novel with depth and heart. --BookPage


A moving portrait of the insecurities that define the human experience . . . Engaging and fast-paced, Paradise Citywalks the line between engrossing drama and nuanced personal narrative. Day explores the intersection between the external and the internal, joining disparate spheres to give her characters the sense of belonging they so desperately desire. --Paste


By turns funny and shocking, Paradise City is a novel of and for our time. --Paste, 30 Best Fiction Books of 2015


As an exploration of urban life, * Paradise City is great. As an examination of the modern human condition, it is fantastic. Though Day clearly puts effort into giving her characters depth, the result doesnt feel forced or overwritten . . . Intelligent and easy . . . provocative and entertaining . . . The book tackles some serious issues, like sorrow and isolation, but balances the heaviness with some lightness and lots of heart. Its optimistic without being predictable or saccharine, and elegant without being fussy. --Bookreporter.com*


An emotional story fueled by its characters and the potency of a city. --Bustle, 13 of December 2015s Best Books to Go With Your Holiday Cheer


Both sensitive and cuttingly astute . . . Paradise City is beautifully written and closely observed, but its strength lies in Days compassion for her characters and her understanding that, beneath the surface, the strivers and the invisible, the glittering and the lonely, are people united by the universal need for acceptance and love. --Jeanette Zwart, Shelf Awareness


Every character is richly detailed and Days clear, sharp prose had me relating to their every feeling from wild, unexpected happiness to deep, thudding sadness. I cant remember the last time I enjoyed a book this much! --Lauren Peugh, Shelf Awareness


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An audacious, compassionate state-of-the-nation novel about four strangers whose lives collide with far-reaching consequences


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ISBN : 9781408855027

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He loved hotels. The warm swish of the automatic doors. The careful neutrality of the carpets, swept with the indentations of that mornings vacuuming. The bright smile of the receptionist, the way her make-up acted both as deterrent and encouragement. He loved the apples in glass bowls, although he had eaten one once and been disappointed by its mustiness, the slight furry staleness that he can taste even now on the back of his tongue. He loved the furtive glances across lobby armchairs, the reassurance of anonymity, the cocoon of safety offered by the standardised semi-luxury of faux leather and freshly spritzed white orchids in pots.

He loved the illicit meetings: the flirtations between adulterous couples, the City insider imparting information, the journalist who is talking to a grey man of indistinct appearance, jotting down notes. He loved the hushed business, the suggestive smiles, the fountain pens proffered when he has to tick a box for a morning newspaper or sign for any additional expenses, if you wouldnt mind, sir. He loved it all.

And today, now, on this particular morning, he can feel a benign calm wash over him with the first step he takes inside the Mayfair Rotunda; with the first slight pressure of the tip of his leather-soled bespoke Churchs shoes on the marbled floor, he senses it. He breathes in an air-conditioned lungful, allows his Italian leather overnight bag to be taken from him by gloved hands, and strides across the floor.

Nice to see you again, Sir Howard, says the receptionist. He squints at her name-badge. Tanya, it reads, in sans serif font above two miniature flags one of them is Spanish; the other he cant make out. Eastern European, he shouldnt wonder. Probably one of the former Soviet states. They were getting everywhere these thin, ambitious girls with their black hair and sharp little faces. He wasnt sure it was a good thing. The last time hed rung Le Caprice for a reservation, the girl at the end of the line had asked in a thick, guttural accent how to spell his name. Hed been going there for years.

Nevertheless, he is not one to pre-judge. He admires chutzpah, in the right place. Hes fond, too, of romanticising the immigrant experience, of reminding himself that, if it werent for the British, his forebears would have been gassed by the Nazis. The Finks, as they were then, would have been rounded up by jack-booted monsters if they hadnt managed to get to England in 1933. And now look at them, he wants to say. And now...

He has never been to the death camps cant face the idea of them, let alone the reality but his personal history remains a matter of considerable pride. On the one and only occasion he had been asked by the BBC to take part in a current affairs discussion programme, he had supported the relaxing of border controls and received one of the biggest cheers of the night. Looking back, he wasnt even sure why hed said it. He voted Tory, for Gods sake.

He smiles at Tanya, dazzling her with his expensive teeth (veneers and whitening done by a dentist recommended to him by a minor Royal. He isnt one to name names).

Thank you.

Youre in your normal suite, Sir Howard.

For a brief moment, he wants to weep with gratitude at this kindness, this foresight, this human generosity shown to him by a global corporation. Hes always been sentimental: easily moved to tears by charity television adverts with soulful-eyed children in hospital beds. But Tanya remembering his name has demonstrated in a small, but significant gesture that he is who he thinks he is; that his importance as a businessman is an acknowledged fact. He is reminded, by Tanya giving him his normal suite, by intuiting his needs, that he has made his way, that he has his own part to play in it all: in the oiling of cogs, in the handshakes that lead to the lunches that lead to the buying and selling that lead to the acquisition of influence, to the stake in governance that results in the eventual spinning of the world on its axis. He can make things work . At this, he is undoubtedly a success.

Here he is, then, Howard Pink (formerly Fink), a man with complete awareness of his status in life, confident in his opinions, blessedly certain of the rightness of his decisions. A man of fortune, yes, but also of distinction.

The financial press will insist on putting self-made millionaire after the comma. Howard used to wear this as a badge of pride. These days, however, he cant help but feel there is something patronising in the phrase, a sense among the blue-shirted City bigwigs that he is not quite of their sort. He has always found it magnificently ironic that men (and it is, by and large, still men) who revere money for the power it gives them dismiss the ownership of it unless it has been inherited.

Because, Howard thinks, as he turns towards the lift, isnt it more impressive to have generated 150 million from nothing than to have been handed it on a plate by a doddery great-uncle with a baronetcy and a mouldy pile of National Trust stones? Isnt it better, somehow, to have made ones own way by selling clothes on an East London market stall, clothes sewn by his mother, God rest her soul, bent double over her Singer machine with pins in her mouth (he was for ever telling her not to put pins in her mouth. Did she listen? Did she bollocks), clothes that he took and marked up and pushed onto the unsuspecting hordes of Petticoat Lane Market? Wasnt that more admirable? To have made a profit, to have ploughed it back into better stock, to have sold more, of better quality and at a higher price, and to have done this over and over again, with one canny eye always on the bottom line, until he owned Fash Attack, the fastest-growing chain of clothing shops on the British high street?

Wasnt that worthy of some respect?

Because, after all, you only sold product by knowing first how to sell yourself.

As a young boy, Howard had once seen the Petticoat Lane crockery-seller assemble an entire place-setting, one plate on top of the other, and then throw the whole lot into the air. The trader had caught it on the way down with a giant clatter of noise and not one single plate had shattered. The housewives couldnt open their purses quick enough after that.

That was how you shifted stuff. It was a question of performance. It was a matter of confidence.

He feels a moistness under the armpits. The collar on his shirt is too tight, even though he has spent an arm and a leg on it forgive the pun. The shirt is made by a company called Eton. They normally sold shirts for tall, thin men but hed insisted they custom-make them to accommodate his ever so slightly more corpulent form. Initially the name amused him the conjunction of the countrys most famous public school with the rag-trade he knew like the back of his hand but the joke didnt last for long. Now, in the mornings, it depresses him to catch sight of the label.

He presses the button for the lift. Behind him, there is a squall of high-pitched laughter. He winces, then glances across. There are four people sitting in high-backed armchairs to one side of the lobby, being served silver trays of miniature scones, sandwiches and cupcakes. Two of them are older, their features bled of colour, their eyes faintly wrinkled. They look as though they are trying to enjoy themselves but would rather be at home, listening to Gardeners Question Time .

He guesses they are parents who have come into the city at the behest of their children to celebrate some family anniversary. Their offspring sit opposite them now two young women, shrieking with hilarity, wearing skinny jeans and dark-coloured jackets, their hair slicked with the shine of urbanity, their lips stretched with the complacency of youth. A mobile phone, encased in pink diamant, lies on the table in front of them. One of the girls sees him looking and stops laughing abruptly.

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