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What's Left of Me is Yours: Infidelity thriller feels divorced from the truth

Fiction: What's Left of Me is Yours

Stephanie Scott

Weidenfeld & Nicolson, 331 pages, hardback €19; e-book £4.99

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Accolades for a decade of research: author Stephanie Scott

Accolades for a decade of research: author Stephanie Scott

What's Left of Me is Yours by Stephanie Scott

What's Left of Me is Yours by Stephanie Scott

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Accolades for a decade of research: author Stephanie Scott

What's Left of Me is Yours is one of those books that should come marked with some sort of disclaimer: "Warning: product may not quite live up to the extravagant promises made for it."

And they are extravagant - even in a publishing industry not exactly shy about hyping the bejeesus out of its merchandise, the promotional bumf for Stephanie Scott's debut novel feels excessive. The back cover is festooned with breathless praise, mostly from other authors, and there are a further three full pages inside. Words such as brilliant, luminous, virtuoso, exquisite, stunning - even masterpiece, which is a fairly bold assertion to make - are flung about with abandon.

Well, as the scientist Carl Sagan once said in another context, extraordinary claims require extraordinary proof - so does What's Left of Me is Yours offer that proof? Not in my opinion, no; I can certainly appreciate why others may really like the book, but this rapturous acclaim is still baffling to me.