The Snow Ball

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. 'I read it in one sitting ... Wonderful!' Claire-Louise Bennett 'One of the wittiest British writers of the past half century ... A comet in her day.' Terry Castle