Venus, Vanishing by Rebecca Birrell is a blisteringly passionate and page-turning debut novel of desire, art, and the stories lost to the darkness of history.
‘Gripping, gorgeously written . . . I couldn’t put it down’ – Joanna Quinn, author of The Whalebone Theatre
‘This vivid novel of 1930s Berlin asks what it means to make art in an emergency’ – Eleanor Catton, author of Birnam Wood
Berlin, 1928. Hannah is new to the pleasures and freedoms of the city. She is a fledgling artist, a runaway, building a new life for herself in its galleries and clubs, and, at last, loving without boundaries.
But soon the party will be coming to an end. A consuming affair with her patron, Elke – the imperious wife of a powerful man – is reckless, yet life-changing, and it threatens to do more than ruin both of their reputations. Around them, people are disappearing. The shadows of something unspeakable are growing darker in the city. Hannah’s art could be the thing that secures her survival – or denies her any chance of escape.
