"There's a touch of Angela Carter about Beatrice Hitchman's beguiling debut—a sly, erotic thriller concerned with doubleness and duplicity."—The Guardian
"Sumptuous . . . part Moulin Rouge, part Alfred Hitchcock."—Grazia
Mesdames et Messieurs, presenting La Petite Mort, or, A Little Death . . .
A silent film, destroyed in a fire in 1914 at the Pathé studio, before it was seen even by its director.
A lowly seamstress, who makes the costumes she should be wearing, but believes her talent—and the secret she keeps too—will soon get her a dressing room of her own.
A famous—and dashing—creator of spectacular cinematic illusions, husband to a beautiful, volatile actress, the most adored icon of the Parisian studios.
All fit together, like scenes in a movie. And as you will see, this plot has a twist we beg you not to disclose . . .
Beatrice Hitchman was born in London in 1980. She read English and French at Edinburgh University and then studied for an MA in comparative literature. She has written and directed short films which have toured festivals worldwide. Petite Mort is her first book.