His historical novels include the Nick Revill series, set in Elizabethan London, a Victorian sequence, and a series of Chaucer mysteries, now in in e-books.
The world in Felicia Yap’s debut novel is very strange but also
very familiar.
The setting is Cambridge in June 2015 and an
election is imminent. Mark Evans is a best-selling novelist with ambitions to
be the city’s next MP. His wife Claire is apparently loving and supportive. But
then a woman’s body is fished out of the River Cam and the police rapidly
establish an intimate connection between Mark and dead Sophia Ayling. Is the
discovery of a mistress, and a possible murder charge, going to derail his
campaign? That’s certainly what DCI Hans Richardson intends to happen.
So far, so straightforward. The twist in Yesterday
- a high-concept twist taking us several steps beyond S J Watson’s Before I
Go To Sleep - is that everyone in Yap’s novel has a defective
memory. To be precise, the world is divided between those who can remember only
the day before (Monos) and those who are privileged enough to remember the
previous two days (Duos). There’s a scientific explanation for this, chucked in
early on, and part of a convincing apparatus of pseudo-documentary material in
the novel. So how do people recall their pasts? How do they know what they did,
thought and felt last week, last month, last year? In the bad old days they
wrote it down but now they commit their key memories to iDiaries at the end of
each day or two.
Plenty of space here for unreliable
narrators. The story is told from four angles, husband, wife, mistress and
policeman, through a mixture of present-tense narration and diary entries.
Things are further complicated by the fact that Sophie seemed to be unique in
having perfect recall and that DCI Richardson is a Mono struggling to act like
a Duo - because Duos get much more status, respect and money. One
of the most interesting things about Yesterday is the substitution of
this Mono/Duo division for more usual class or racial ones. Monos are
definitely second-class citizens.
Felicia Yap is also commenting on the
selectiveness of memory, even its falsehoods, in real life. The domestic noir
side of the book involves some very tortuous plotting and fairly soap-opera-ish
antics which, oddly, strain belief more than the Mono/Duo set-up. But it’s an
ambitious and intelligent thriller and I don’t think many readers will
anticipate the final twist.