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If your life was somebody’s past …What echoes would you leave in their soul?Carol is a gifted musician who needs nothing more than her piano and certainly doesn’t believe she’s lived before. But forced by injury to stop playing, she fears her life may be over. Enter her soulmate Andreq: healer, liar, fraud - could he teach her how to live now?...

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my memories of a future life Reviews

  • Ruby Barnes
    2019-03-22 14:34

    I need to talk to someone about this bookReview of My Memories of a Future Life by Roz MorrisLast night my wife went off to her local book club and I was so jealous. Not for the normal reason, that her book club is in a pub and I was missing a few pints. No, because she was going to have a chance to discuss with a peer group the book they had all read. I had just finished reading Roz Morris's novel and it has left my head in a spin, with no pub full of cronies to help out.As a musician, author and reader of literary fiction myself, this book was potentially right up my street. I know the author is a ghost writer and her blog posts are usually along the theme of music in fiction or writing advice. The risks were great in deciding to read and review My Memories of a Future Life. I don't usually review 'independent authors'. What if it was crap? What if it was over-stuffed with in-your-face musical references and a writing style like a paint-by-numbers exercise?I needn't have worried. From the first few pages I was in comfort. Then I began to experience discomfort. Not with the prose or undeniable musical influence, but a shared discomfort with the protagonist as she battled with a debilitating, lifestyle threatening malady. As the literary themes developed it became difficult to put the book (well, ebook, I read it on my kindle) down.The main themes that came across to me in this book were threefold: how much a life can be impacted by devotion to a single pastime or occupation; the draw of mysticism and the subtle line between belief and cynicism; and the trust that we place in others through relationships.Being a multi-tasker myself when it comes to hobbies and occupations, I often envy those who can dedicate themselves to one particular pursuit. They achieve a level of immersion and eventual expertise that unavoidably places the 'amateur' label on others less devoted. Morris exemplifies this very well in the character of Carol, yet her very way of life is under threat as the problem with her hands begins to marginalise Carol from her own society.The overt chicanery of the hypnotist Anthony Morrish contrasts well with Carol's therapeutic experiences of Gene, and the other-worldly setting of Vellonoweth adds sinister elements reminiscent of The League of Gentlemen and The Prisoner. This balance between intrigue, mild terror and charlatanism is perfectly maintained throughout.Carol's friendship with Jerry is a cornerstone of her life. The Gene thing is dysfunctional but Carol clearly yearns for that excitement. Both she and Gene are pretty screwed up compared to 'normal' people. She's very reluctant to give herself, he's an enigma and the whole thing goes on above a buried nuclear power station.Metaphors abound in this story. The reader is regularly invited to take things on face value, push them away as fake or adopt a Zen approach to the Andreq future life and Vellonoweth shenanigans.Morris presents the whole like a crossroads where each and any direction can make sense. My Memories of a Future Life is a wondrous book.

  • Bethany
    2019-04-14 14:36

    Put the kettle on and clear your schedule for an afternoon: once you start reading this book, you won’t want to put it down.Full review, including quotes, at Dark Side of the CoversReading My Memories of a Future Life was like experiencing life through another person’s body and mind. I repeatedly found myself falling into the lyrical language and haunting, twisting plot, only to surface with surprise and realize I was now almost late for work, because far more time had passed than I thought.Morris is truly a wordsmith, blending description and dialogue into a compelling story that draws you in, plays with your mind, and leaves you a little breathless when it’s over. Morris possesses an uncanny ability to communicate not just what’s happening, but how it feels.Carol, the protagonist and first-person narrator, is a woman struggling with the loss of her life as she knew it: she’s a lifetime pianist with a repetitive stress injury that has taken away her ability to play and left only pain. This is a scenario that could have easily led to a whiny narrative, but that’s not the case here. Instead, we find a poignant story steeped with melancholy, edged with a desperate hope, and twisted throughout with both darkness and humor.In many ways the story defies classification: it is not a paranormal, but it flirts with the possibility of “other,” it is not a romance, although there is a relationship, it is not a mystery, although there are endless clues to be unraveled. What is it? Haunting, compelling, mind-bending, and definitely worth reading.

  • Debra Hewitt
    2019-04-14 16:41

    In My Memories of a Future Life, Roz Morris has given us a complicated heroine with an engaging voice. Although baffled by some of her actions, I warmed to the narrator, a professional musician, who feels that her life is over when told she can’t play the piano. While coping with a diagnosis of repetitive stress injury which will put her career on hold Carol seeks out a therapist who helps her discover through hypnosis, not a past life as many others have, but a future life. Of course, a future life is exactly what Carol needs, but whether this one will suffice is debatable. What is also debatable is whether we, the readers, are supposed to believe the past and future lives revealed to characters under hypnosis are real or whether we should conclude they are only the fanciful products of unscrupulous manipulation. I don’t think the author answers that decisively, and in a book that constantly questions the motives and trustworthiness of its characters, that’s probably fitting.

  • Clare Flynn
    2019-04-12 08:33

    I loved this book - I was away on a writing retreat and instead of writing I ended up spending hours lying on my bed reading it. In some ways I should have hated it - as a rule I don't like fantasy or science fiction - although My Memories of a Future Life really defies classification. All I know is I was gripped from the beginning.There was a fascinating transition from the real streets of London to a seaside town in the southwest and I felt an increasing sense of menace. At times it gave me the creepy feeling of Rosemary's Baby or the Wicker Man in the evocation of a village full of people all in the know and talking about Carol, the protagonist - the outsider. This place, Vellonoweth is in itself very strange with its underground power station and offshore radio station that transmits whale songs, discussions of records of railway trains and beginners' clarinet lessons.Throughout the book the struggles of Carol, a professional pianist suffering from RSI, to come to terms with her condition, her past, her relationship with her career as a pianist and her personal relationships with the men in her life are beautifully expressed. The book is also a masterful portrayal of the act of making music and the way it feels to play a piano.The story is very unusual and very creative - from the way instead of a past life regression Carol experiences a future life regression (and why not?!) - to the nature of this future world - a rather beautiful undersea city which is superbly and vividly evoked. I would love to be able to xech - Carol's future self, Andreq is trying to hide the fact that he cannot do this act - so essential to his role as a soothesayer (not soothsayer) - in a parallel to Carol's struggles with RSI.I did get a bit confused by the profusion of characters in Vellonoweth and in the last third of the book did wonder where exactly it was going - but it got there in the end and in a very satisfactory way.Roz Morris writes like an angel - perfectly crafted sentences and imagery like little jewels on the page. Highly recommended.

  • Saleena Karim
    2019-03-21 13:32

    I read this novel a few months ago in its 'serialised' form. It's a twist on the reincarnation theme; the protagonist (Carol) is taken to her future life instead of her past one. She's a pianist with a mysterious pain her hands and it's threatening to end her career. Whilst she's on a forced break from her professional playing Carol spends some time at a sleepy village, where she meets a man from her school days (Gene). He becomes the therapist who takes her on her journey to the future. What makes Carol's journey interesting is that she's a skeptic. She doesn't really believe in reincarnation, but she's drawn both to Gene and to this future, which I won't describe because it'd take too long. Her unique 'future life' sessions soon get the attention of the village and the local spiritualists - and not in a good way. The village starts off very drab and frankly quite dull - but later on the residents become increasingly creepy. And then Carol faces a frightening question: If she really is seeing her future life, what does it say about her own mortality? And is death coming sooner than she thinks? A good book. Not for everyone, but if you like 'strange' (not horror) fiction, you'll like this.

  • Grigory Ryzhakov
    2019-03-22 15:31

    Carol is a professional pianist who lives consumed in her music world until one day she has to stop playing piano due to a medical condition.This strange, captivating story is about Carol's struggle to recover. And when the potential cure involves a mystery man and a childhood acquaintance Carol is very much drawn to, this calls for trouble.What secrets keeps a small town where everyone is abnormally interested in Carol's future reincarnation? I thought the deus ex machine dramatic climax perfectly suited this story. It felt as impossible as Andreq's xeching, yet it also felt like an inevitable exit for her: with so many ploys concocting around her, it was only a matter of time the entropy would be released in explosion, disguised as a storm.I think I have had a similar sensation when reading M. Atwood's Handmaid's Tale. Carol's distinct voice reminded me of Offred's for some reason.This may not be an easy read, yet rewarding to those who enjoy deciphering subtextual messages and appreciate beautiful and metaphorical language.

  • Jessica Bell
    2019-03-22 09:41

    Another book I will forever cherish. It is officially the FOURTH book on my shelf with underlined sentences. FOURTH. As you can imagine, it takes a lot for a book to make it to that corner of my bookshelf. The corner which embodies inspiration. The corner I turn to when I need to remind myself that words don't just make a story, they make music. An amazing, stunning, beautiful book.Favourite lines are:Page 46: The champagne gave off a biscuity smell. The bubbles sparkled and jumped over the rim of the glass like a breath on my hand.Page 103: The sun was a nicotine stain across the clouds.Page 253: He drew the curtains and put a lamp on a low table. When he switched it on the shadows flowed like water into the hollows of the woman's face.Page 268: ... the pain beat a metronome in my bones.

  • Christopher Spalding
    2019-03-22 12:31

    Imaginative and different; the premise is very seductive. Reading this, for me, is more of a slow-burn process in that I find myself thinking about what's going on in the story at times when I don't even have the book in front of me. This is not a disposable novel.

  • Christopher Spalding
    2019-04-10 16:32

    Definitely intriguing, certainly enough to send me straight to Amazon for the remaining three parts.

  • Linda Gillard
    2019-04-15 16:43

    Beautifully written, thought-provoking and intriguing genre-buster. Morris is a writer to watch and I look forward to seeing what she does next. (Perfectly formatted indy ebook too.)

  • Tahlia Newland
    2019-04-05 16:31

    I loved it. Interesting, thought-provoking themes, characters that range from mysterious to fantanatical and a nice twist at the end.

  • Christopher Spalding
    2019-04-10 08:13

    A refreshing take on an interesting subject; gives rise to the phrase "and who might you be?"

  • Lora
    2019-03-25 10:21

    I read this in a very short time, partly because Morris' style is readable, her narrative world quite minimalistic. Mostly in horror at where I saw her taking the main character, Carol.As the title suggests, this is a story about Carol connecting w/a future self via hypnosis. If Morris herself has undergone hypnosis in the same manner Carol does, I would suggest she report her practitioner immediately & then run like hell. But I seriously doubt that she has. Her fictitious hypnotist, Gene, reads more like a mesmerer from some Gothic thriller than a medical professional.My biggest complaint about the book is that Gene destroys the creativity which defines Carol, & Carol subsequently rejoices in this, telling the reader that what we've been led to believe is her creative joy, actually is the very thing keeping her from being her creative self.I would accept that if there'd been any inclination in the story that it was. There is none. Zilch.This conclusion comes out of left field, awkwardly breaking the narrative arc. Instead of helping us believe this outcome, Morris shows very clearly how Gene & in fact, many people in Carol's life are compulsively destructive to her. So I read this book as yet another volume in our culture which views the destruction of women as entertainment. Trust me. It isn't.

  • Lesley Ogilvie Rice
    2019-03-28 12:18

    I've just edited this review to add the fifth star. Why? Because although its months since I read 'Memories of a Future Life' I find I often think about it, and that, to me, means it was an excellent book. I know they say you should always leave an audience wanting more, but it's just not fair on your readers when you create an interesting character and then send him off to New Zealand at the end! I want to know more!There's no question that the book was beautifully written, I have been in many of the situations described, from the yoga class at the beginning to attracting the interest of well meaning spiritualists. I loved everything about it, there were places where I was sure I could smell the sea, and I know I'm being unfair in giving it only four stars, but I'm an old romantic. I want more.

  • Matt Hill
    2019-04-06 12:24

    Carol Lear is a gifted pianist, but her life in music seems to be over when hand injury stops her from playing. Distraught that she may never play again, a chance meeting with Gene — a young physiotherapist and old acquaintance — puts her on a path to possible recovery. Gene becomes part of Carol’s life as he reveals he is able to help people overcome their pain through hypnotism.Carol is dismissive of Gene, but also intrigued. Her flatmate and close friend Jerry takes a past-life hypnotic regression, which reveals him to have lived a previous life as a victim of Jack the Ripper. Carol doesn’t put much heed in Jerry’s experience, but as a close and supportive friend she is there to help him make sense of it. So when Gene offers her a similar experience, she eventually accepts.Carol’s hypnotism does not take her into a past life, but instead she travels forward to a distant future where humans now live beneath the sea. She experiences the life of a man named Andreq, a healer to wealthy clients. Healing is administered through a mysterious process, the xech, but Andreq is unable to xech for his clients despite his best efforts. The parallels between Andreq and Carol are clear, and Morris writes gorgeous, flowing prose to evoke the underwater world and Andreq’s place there.Andreq’s life is explored less completely than Carol’s. Her relationship with Gene is complex. Carol is unable to fully trust him and is unsure of his motivation, but faced with the fear of losing her her music, who else can she turn to? Her rheumatologist hasn’t given Carol the answers she craves; perhaps Gene can?Gene takes a break in a remote Cornish village, and while away he informs Carol of an opening to cover for a singing teacher there. Understanding that the change of pace might be good for her, Carol accepts. The novel takes a different tone as Carol enters the lives of this fusty old village. The roster of characters she meets there are somewhat peculiar, while others are downright creepy. Some who practice past-life regressions become aware of Carol’s memories of her future life, and this is where the novel changes tone. Carol becomes private and protective of her experience in the face of the obsession that these past-lifers seem to have with her.This novel is very different from anything I have read before. The language is beautiful, lyrical and evokes windswept wilderness and stormy seas. Carol is a fascinating person, richly drawn and utterly believable. Gene is equally complex, although his motivations are never completely clear. I found myself especially enamoured of the musical tone that runs throughout, and even though I am no musician, I found it easy to fully inhabit Carol’s passion — and her pain.Towards the end of the novel, the nature of the story shifts up a gear. What had been a slow burning, contemplative mystery becomes more energetic, culminating in a bitter conflict set in a raging storm. I loved this unexpected end. The location, the setting, the characters all come together in powerful imagery and seductive prose.My Memories of a Future Life asks timeless questions about longing, loss and memory that any of us can relate to. This is beautiful storytelling by a writer with a musician’s soul, and I await her next book with excitement.

  • Greg Bowdish
    2019-03-31 08:28

    I've always felt that a great literary novel is like a great photograph: in order to make the theme, the truths, the heart of the work stand out, the author needs to know how to blur the background, how to adjust the f-stop to narrow the focal plane and bring into sharp definition those aspects of humanity the author is exploring. The more complex the truths, the blurrier the background needs to be. Books that do this well usually leave you feeling incredibly introspective and self-aware when you put them down. You find yourself revisiting your experience of reading the book, trying to dig around in that blurry background of the story looking for another glimpse of the truth that just slapped you in the face and disappeared without a trace. I've often heard such novels described as "having many layers." I wouldn't say that about "My Memories of a Future Life" as the layers here are masterfully fused. There is nothing to "peel back" here. It is one, complete thing, a dark liquefaction where phosphorescent truths float in suspension, and the only way into this murky, wet book is head first with a full tank of oxygen and a waterproof flashlight.I love books like this. Rather that put you into a flat and sharply-defined world where where everything is bright and clear and you are trotted down a cattle shoot to the "take away" (if even there is one), Roz Morris has created a boundless, three-dimensional world populated with chimeric denizens and settings like seascapes that wave and shift with the tidal movements of the story. And she knows how and when to leave you alone in this world. She gives you the freedom to move about. She lets you explore. This is not to say that this book is hard to read or unclear in its intentions, but rather the opposite. There is so much substance in "My Memories of a Future Life" that you will find yourself fully immersed and having to draw upon your own experiences to find your own particular path through the novel. Because of this, I think that each reader's experience will be completely different and deeply personal. What you get out of the book will depend on what you brought in.I highly recommend "My Memories of a Future Life." And the highest compliment I could give to any book, I would definitely give to this one: when I finished reading it I wanted to immediately dive back in and explore some more. This will definitely be a book I read again, and I am sure that I will uncover new things about both the work and myself with each reading.On a final note, I do have to say that I am excited that the author has come out of the shadows of being a ghost writer, but I also feel a bit cheated. Roz Morris, if you read this review, please don't ever ghost write again! You are far too talented to not have your name on your work. And I want to be able to find your next novel, as I am officially now a Roz Morris fan.

  • Trevor Veale
    2019-03-30 15:25

    Trying to solve the mystery of Roz Morris'sMy Memories of a Future Life is like trying to catch a shoal of illusive,elusive, multicolored fish that flash past your vision before sheering off into wilder waters.Carol Lear, a concert pianist living in London and made inactive and irritable through spasms of searing pain lacerating her hands, seeks solace and perhaps a cure through yoga. When surrendering to the yoga teacher's discipline doesn't cut it, she reluctantly surrenders to her curiosity and the treatment offered by Gene Winter, a physiotherapist who practices hypnosis, whom she encounters while helping her gay friend and housemate Jerry, a lifelong sufferer of panic attacks, return home after a session with the stage regressionist Anthony Morrish. Morrish hypnotizes him and reveals that his panic attacks stem from reliving the horror of a 15-year-old victim of Jack the Ripper called Ruby Cunningham in the East End of London in 1888. He remains in a stupefied state after the session, and by intervening and helping Carol take Jerry home Gene gives her the means to visit him at his nearby flat.Carol's sessions with Gene connect her through hypnosis with Andreq, a soothesayer who soothes but can't xech - a technique of energy therapy. He is from a future time where there is no time (only ageless cycles of red and blue seasons) and where people live in deep-lying undersea dwellings.The sessions continue and provide intermittent relief for Carol's hands. Her relationship with Gene however becomes increasingly tangled.A flight from London to the English provincial town of Vellonoweth (don't worry, you won't find it or the nearby Ixenden on any map), where Carol housesits and teaches singing to a succession of clodhopping local wannabes, provides no relief other than a friendship with the dogged Eleanor, who takes Carol under her wing because of a shared family name. Word gets out about the channeling of Andreq among the local misfits who dabble in the occult, and Carol is first held in awe and later harassed for practicing evil sorcery and upsetting the local spiritualist dynamic. All the while Carol becomes more suspicious of Gene's motives and authenticity, and the relationship between her, Gene and music - especially the piano - builds up to a crescendo. A twist in the plot leads to a spine-tingling ending. Excited and perplexed,you arrive at a plateau of possibilities concerning the relationship between Carol, Gene and Andreq (who forms a relationship of his own with the macho but sensitive Ruhul who is assigned to guard him).Morris's use of the interplay of reality and illusions (there are references to infinity mirrors and Peppers Ghost windows) is masterful and subtle.When you have finished reading this beautifully-written story you will want to tell your friends and significant other about it and discuss it endlessly until you are ready to plunge once more into that ocean of elusive, fascinating fish.

  • Áine
    2019-03-28 13:39

    Remembering Rachmaninoff and Ruby among the seaweed and the flowers.Beware your alter ego, especially if he is a treacherous incarnation from another place and time.When I started this book, I was almost sure that I would not care for it, but I was wrong, wrong, wrong. I enjoy character studies and this is one of the best and most entertaining I have read. This is one of those novels chock full of eccentric, offbeat (and I use the term advisedly) characters and xechers. It reminds me of a quote I just read from Sebastian Faulk about another novel:"it is like being taken for a ride in a peculiar kind of car. Everything is of top quality - the engine, the coachwork and the interior all fill you with confidence." But then, after a mile or two the steering wheel starts to grow and shrink; the wind screen looks completely distorted, the driver is missing inexplicably for a few minutes from time to time.Carol Lear starts her future life on a yoga mat "Being told by a barefoot girl to empty my mind. ‘Shavasana,’ she intoned as she passed me at a serene pace" (Savasana is, of course, the corpse pose.) So, she starts her journey to her future from her figurative death, unable to play her beloved Chopin and Rachmaninoff. Along the way she meets:Karli the spurned boyfriend; Jerry the gay roommate; Tom, Jerry's friend; Eleanor an aspiring musician with a heavy hand, a lead foot, and one of Gene's devotees, Aunt Jenny (who knows her only by reputation); Willa Barry the waif who plays the music of the spheres; Andreq and Ruhul (you'll have to buy the book to find out about them);Anthony Moorish (reminiscent of another master of the Black arts); Richard Longborrow, dapper crackpot psychic; medium-soothesayers cum kidnappers; Isabel,the mercenary; P.I. Neen,working for an unexpected employer; and Gene - Gene Winter, the cruelest most manipulative hypnotherapist she could have conjured up."Performing can be a full, rich life. But I hadn’t had a life. All I had was a six-foot wooden box. I’d locked my future into it as a child, deferring the rich, full life to some indefinite date. Like Andreq, I have to let it go." Get it? six-foot wooden box? Perfect for a very long savasana.And her journey to the future almost ends like this:"Small plastic things nudge against my arm like feeding fish. My tapes. Loose tape curls around my hands. Or is it seaweed. Andreq, come to say goodbye. Until next time?"Honestly, this book prompted me to go to a hypnotherapist, just to see if the American protocol is anything like the zany British ones (it wasn't - but was equivalent in "hokiness.")By all means, buy it and read it straightaway, but skip the hypnotherapist - he'll take your money and your tapes and leave you xeching with Andreq.

  • Pauline Ross
    2019-04-19 12:19

    I have no idea what to make of this. I don't even know how to characterise it: literary paranormal fiction, maybe? Or a psychological... hmm, not thriller, exactly, but mystery, perhaps. And although it was interesting, in an oddball sort of way, it never quite flowed for me. It felt just a bit out of kilter like a slightly convex mirror, everything coming across as distorted. Maybe that's appropriate for the story, I don't know. Certainly the future parts were much more interesting and vivid to read about.The premise is that a talented London pianist, Carol, finds herself unable to play because of repetitive strain injury. Her flatmate, Jerry, is pursuing his personal demons by way of regressive hypnotherapy; he feels he's been a victim of Jack the Ripper in a previous life. Carol tries it too, but finds herself in the future, a soothesayer called Andreq, someone who is trained to soothe people using some technique called xech. Everyone is able to xech, apparently, but not future-Carole, although no one seems to know that, at least not officially. She seems to be able to wing it when required, though. Present-day Carole takes herself off to some coastal backwater to recuperate, where her hypnotherapist, Gene, is also now working.The London scenes were fine, but the stay in small town Vellonoweth (is that an anagram?) is treated with big-city contempt. It must be very amusing to be so scathing about such quaint customs as half-day closing and quirky local radio, and part of me was entertained by all this vitriol, while the other part was outraged on behalf of the inhabitants of Vellonoweth and small towns everywhere. To be honest, it was hard to believe in this very small place which is apparently stuffed to the rafters with aspiring singers for Carol to attempt to teach. Not to mention wall-to-wall clairvoyants and the like.Of the main characters, Gene, the enigmatic hypnotherapist, is easily the most interesting. Every scene with him is unexpected, and I never felt I had a handle on him at all. Just too enigmatic altogether. His relationship with Carol was a fascinating mix of professional distance, suppressed sexual tension and an edge of something much, much darker. A compelling character. Jerry, the London friend, is fun, if not particularly original. Carole herself is a curious mixture of upper-class haughtiness and arrogant disdain for lesser mortals, at least in musical terms.The ending was a little too contrived for my taste, and the author would have done better, in my view, to cut short the post-drama ruminations and leave the reader to take from it whatever he or she will. The writing style is sharp, although I occasionally found the use of metaphor too intrusive. But that's a matter of personal taste.A quirky and thought-provoking read. Four stars.

  • Patricia
    2019-04-18 09:33

    Carol is a professional piano player with RSI in her hands and is currently unable to play. Her best friend Jerry suffers from debilitating panic attacks and he asks her to attend a hypnotherapy session with him where he undergoes a past life regression which seems to cure him.Jerry's cure intrigues Carol and when she encounters Gene, an old school friend who is also skilled in hypnotherapy she begins a tentative relationship with him.Gene initially hypnotizes Carol against her will and instead of regressing to a past life, Carol jumps several lives into the future and begins to have memories of being a man called Andreq who is a 'soothe sayer' in his lifetime.Carol is looking for the meaning in her sessions and how that information can help her current condition, but the mysterious and somewhat unscrupulous Gene seems to have another agenda entirely.Gene convinces Carol to go with him to a small country town where he has a new job, and word of her hypnotherapy sessions quickly spreads.... but isn't always positively received, some of the locals think they are dabbling in black magic and Carol finds herself in danger...and then Gene abruptly vanishes.There's lots of twists and turns and a few surprises in store.This was an interesting and intriguing book with a well thought out story line that wasn't predictable. I got immersed in the various descriptions about music and piano playing throughout the book as well.I listened to the audiobook of this story and the female narrator has a pleasant voice that is easy to listen to, however I was a little surprised that an American narrator was selected to perform a book that is set in the UK.If you're looking for something a little bit different, then definitely give this one a try!

  • Mandy
    2019-04-07 15:31

    My Memories of a Future Lifewas originally released in serial form and although it has now been consolidated into a complete novel, evidence of the original format does come through. Carol Lear is a Royal College of London-trained pianist and, from what we're told, highly successful, albeit not famous. She's suffering from a terrible case of carpal tunnel syndrome, although the doctors don't seem to be able to find a physiological reason for her pain (the medical establishment is painted as a bit dim really). After her flatmate and friend (who suffers from recurrent panic attacks, which, again, the doctors say are all in his head) drags her to a hypnotist to witness him go under and talk about his past life, Carol ends up - somewhat reluctantly - undergoing her own sort of regression. Her hypnotist/former classmate's friend, Gene Winter, puts her under but instead of going back to a past life, Carol goes forward into a future life.It's a fascinating concept and a real page-turner - I bought the book yesterday and devoured it overnight (sleep was irrelevant!) but it does suffer from a bit of the self-publishing curse - it really could have used some work to bring all the episodes together a bit more cohesively. I wasn't convinced by the ending itself. I thought that it could have ended a page or two earlier, with the more dramatic, albeit not as happy, ending that the author seemed to be setting up the whole time. Perhaps she got cold feet and decided to end it with a look to a possible sequel?All that said, I really enjoyed it and if you're looking for an engaging and easy read, I'd definitely recommend it.

  • Daniel Vertrees
    2019-04-06 12:28

    My Memories of a Future Life by Roz Morris is a most interesting exploration of deception, manipulation, and obsession. Morris writes with what seems to me a great gentleness. The topics undergirding her story are not gentle. The perversions that are brought about through obsession, be that religious, artistic, or deceptive are gritty and real It is her prose that leads me through the dark undercurrents with artistry. She reveals the tensions, failings, perversions, and triumphs with words the way a composer employs the pallet of notes at her disposal. I must admit that I had difficulty liking the protagonist (Carol) for a good portion of the book. Wait - not to panic! It is a personal thing. Carol illustrates what I see as an aberration of talent and calling. I knew someone who lost the ability to play without pain through an unexplained condition. Several doctors described it as psychosomatic. The result was a fixation with performance that resulted in a shriveled, snobby soul treating those who were less gifted with contempt and cruel derision. I put the novel aside for awhile. When I returned I realized my visceral reaction was little different than Carol's - a defensive spasm in the face of anxiety.Morris alludes to one definition of music that I believe to be true; the codification of emotion felt by a composer that can be released and felt when played. My Memories of a Future Life does that. Roz codifies despair, obsession, perversion, triumph, and reconciliation in a composition crafted more like a Bach fugue than the chance operations of Cage.

  • Wayne Clark
    2019-04-15 11:40

    Let Me Catch My BreathThis is quite a novel. I finished it yesterday and I’m still flailing away trying to come back to the surface of my own consciousness after having spent so many pages living in the unconscious of Roz Morris’s protagonist, Carol Lear. I won’t try to describe the path taken by her in My Memories of a Future Life, willingly and unwillingly led by a hypnotist, who turns out not to be the entirely moral doctor she first thought he was but a person driven by demons as much as his patient-friend-lover. If I did a reader might suppose this fine novel to be heavy slogging. Far from it. Morris’s writing and pacing are crisp, a lovely cocktail of patience and urgency. The protagonist, Carol, is a young classical pianist who finds herself a stranger in her own life because of a medical condition that prevents her from playing and denies her the only future she knew. At one point, Carol says: “I was hiding, channelling the raptures and agonies of men who had been dead for centuries and throwing them into this instrument. I shut myself in tiny rooms that would never let out a sound I made. Instead of going out and having raptures and agonies of my own.” The book is full of other vivid images like being “alone with my thoughts writhing like snakes on a spear." Because of Morris’s talent the reader is carried easily through convolutions of past, present and future. Even in the final stages of reading I had no idea how the book would end. That was a satisfying plus. I’d already had my money’s worth.

  • Mandy Howes
    2019-03-31 16:35

    This was a fascinating exploration of creativity, the power of the mind and what happens when someone loses the ability to do what drives them. Carol is a professional pianist who is forced by injury to stop playing. Hoping it is only temporary, when she experiences her close friend’s visit to an on-stage hypnotist who apparently cures him of his panic attacks through regression to a former life, she is sceptical. But when she meets a former schoolfriend, now a physiotherapist and hypnotist, she is unwittingly drawn into a series of similar experiences – but her episodes are from future. She remains cynical yet is inexorably drawn both to her alter ego from the future, Andreq, and her enigmatic and manipulative hypnotist, Gene. An extended stay in the strange West Country seaside town of Vellonoweth, and encounters with a group of mystics whom she at first dismisses as eccentric charlatans, but who become increasingly sinister, leads her to wonder exactly what it is she is getting drawn into.Carol’s pain, frustration and talent are vividly drawn, as are her lovable friend Jerry, the distant and manipulative Gene and a colourful supporting cast of Vellonoweth eccentrics. Both the London and small-town settings are really atmospheric. This is a really involving novel, with some fascinating and exciting twists and turns, as well as giving plenty of food for thought.I really recommend this and look forward to reading more by Roz Morris.

  • Leona
    2019-03-28 09:33

    My Memories of a Future Life by Roz Morris is a surprising, unpredictable novel. Although I expected more of a supernatural element to the book I liked the more 'explanatory' concept of hypnotists using hypnosis as tool to 'project' thoughts and ideas onto unsuspecting patients interesting. I particularly liked the fact that Roz leads the reader to their own slow understanding of this thorough Carol's and Jerry's experiences and feelings. Carol Lear's struggle and frustration with RSI and Jerry's experiences of panic attacks is portrayed very well, both characters are well developed and their friendship, and Carol's unlikely friendship with Eleanor Leer, serves to inject the novel with a warmth necessary to counteract the disappointments and frustrating challenges that Carol faces in her other relationships, especially her relationship with Gene. Although Gene's motivations are made clear at the end and it would be easy to view him as a negative force in the novel, it is clear that his character's detachment in fact gives Carol ownership of her eventual understanding of her life and the importance of music in it. The ending is unexpected, we are not given any assumed resolutions but are instead motivated to think and consider the value and reality of the things in our lives that we feel define us.

  • Catriona Troth
    2019-04-19 12:38

    On the surface, this is a tale of a classical pianist suffering from RSI who, when all conventional medicine fails, resorts to hypnotism in order to be able to play once more.But hypnotism takes Carol not into a past life, but into a far distant future, when a human elite lives a pampered life in undersea domes, fuelled by power stations left on a barren surface.Is this Carol’s subconscious finding a way to cope, or is she really channelling some spirit from the future? Everyone from her best friend through to the local spiritualists seem to have an opinion.My Memories of a Future Life begins with some of the most sumptuous and specific descriptions of what it is like to draw music from a piano that I have ever read. As someone who has listened to classical music all my life but never played an instrument, it allowed me to slip into Carol’s shoes and empathise with what she’s lost.The future world is lightly but deftly drawn, original and intriguing. And Carol’s problems are given no facile answers. In the end, she must dig deep within herself to find the origins of her pain.A deeply satisfying book written by someone who understands the music of words as well as she does the music of the piano.See extended review on:

  • Debra Eve
    2019-04-11 13:28

    What would you do if your life's passion and proudest achievement was taken away? How far would you go recapture it?Repetitive stress leaves Carol Lear, a concert pianist, unable to hold an umbrella, open a jar, and play her beloved piano. When her roommate, who suffers from anxiety attacks, visits a hypnotist and regresses to a past life that seems to cure him, Carol does the same in desperation.But her other life takes place in the future and her hypnotist is an alluring, but possibly unhinged, former friend.The future Carol is a young healer named Andreq who lives in a domed city under the sea. The place is eerily beautiful, but something's not quite right there. Andreq finds himself at odds with his calling, which often involves psychically soothing women who've lost exotic pets.Her journeys into the future make Carol a target in the present and nobody she meets is quite who they seem. Can Carol heal through Andreq before her hypnotist exerts control over her?I don't see the comparisons to The Time Traveler's Wife, since the book is neither about time travel nor past life regression. In many ways, Roz Morris's writing reminds me more of the canny cultural observations of Barbara Pym or Penelope Fitzgerald. Prepared to be surprised, mystified, and sorry it ends. Highly recommended.

  • Barth Siemens
    2019-04-08 14:19

    This is a quirky, intelligent novel that explores the psychology of control and relationships. When Jerry invites Carol to watch him get publicly hypnotized, Carol struggles with the boundaries of their friendship; especially because she realizes that, despite their close friendship, Jerry had previously invited another friend, but that Jerry is also hiding his decision from his boyfriend. The author masterfully maintains this tension through the remainder of the book. Not to ignore Carol's experience of repetitive strain injury, which is denying her core identity as a pianist and that relationship with the world around her. There are some deep and meaningful passages about chronic pain and correlated grieving. As Carol grows away from her core identity, she needs to relinquish control and trust new people. Can she trust Gene, who has magically re-entered her life after a chance encounter during university? Their growing relationship drew me into the story and I was fascinated to learn how it resolved. There is so much more that I could say if I was willing to spoil the story. Talk to me about it after you've read it.

  • Kathleen Jones
    2019-03-31 15:32

    This is a fantastic read - romance and thriller woven together. The writing is strong and original and the plot really carries you along. As a writer who suffers from RSI, I really could empathise with a pianist whose wrists hurt too much to play and who doesn't know what else to do with her life. Through her flatmate she comes into contact with a spiritualist healer and begins to experience the dark underworld of the paranormal. She is thoroughly sceptical and manages to keep her common sense intact while her life suffers a number of earthquake moments. It was an excellent read. Roz Morris is an experienced novelist and ghost-writer of other people's best-sellers. Why her publishers didn't want this one is beyond me! Apparently they didn't like the para-normal element. Still, it's out-selling a great deal of conventionally published books on amazon at the moment, so that must make Roz smile all the way to the bank.

  • JJ Marsh
    2019-04-04 09:17

    This remarkable novel reminded me of The End of Mr. Y and Our Tragic Universe, by Scarlett Thomas. (Thomas is one of my Top Shelf Authors = I Want To Write Like That When I Grow Up.)An unusual blend of the esoteric and the practical, the book follows a pianist diagnosed with RSI (Repetitive Stress Injury). Her curious condition and an accidental encounter peel back various layers of memory, truth and trust, revealing rather more than she expects. Both reader and narrator are left with more questions than answers, but plenty to think about.As a sufferer of RSI, I sympathised with the narrator and her frustration at being unable to express herself in her own art form. But most of all I was incredibly impressed by a writer of such skill and confidence. She dances between plausible reality and the shadowy realm between truth and perception. Highly recommended.