Mothers in Literature
I had long wished to read Yvvette Edwards second novel, The Mother (2016) after very much enjoying her Booker longlisted A Cupboard Full of Coats (2011). I decided to read it alongside two novels on my shelf with similar themes of the bonds, burdens and breakthroughs of motherhood.
The three novels I chose are set in different countries and contexts: The Mother by Yvvette Edwards (UK) is set in London’s Caribbean community, Mother to Mother by Sindiwe Magona is set in apartheid-era South Africa, and The Mothers by Brit Bennett is set in contemporary Black America.
Sindiwe Magona has written numerous novels; however I have read and reviewed her autobiographies To My Children’s Children (1990) and Forced to Grow (1992), while Brit Bennett is well known for her novel that addresses the theme of passing, The Vanishing Half (2020).
The Complexity of Motherhood
All three novels expose motherhood as fraught with social pressure, moral judgment, and emotional complexity. Despite the different settings, they collectively form a global conversation about motherhood, resilience, and the human cost of structural and racial inequality.
In The Mother, Marcia grapples with grief and guilt after the murder of her son.
In Mother to Mother, Mandisa reflects on her life while writing to the mother of the girl her son has murdered.
And The Mothers, focuses on young women (and a collective “we” voice of church “mothers”) navigating the expectations of womanhood, including unwanted pregnancy.
The Mother by Yvvette Edwards
The Mother is the story of a mother’s struggle to come to terms with understanding her teenage son’s violent death, it is both a courtroom drama following the murder of Marcia and Lloydie’s 16-year-old son Ryan and a story of transformation and healing through grief.
I used to be good at making decisions, took it for granted completely, imagined it was one of those things that because I’d always been good at it, I would continue to be good at it, and then something like what happened to Ryan comes along and you realise some things are just temporary gifts granted for part of your life only, like the headful of hair you imagined would be yours forever that you went to sleep with one night and as usual but woke the following morning to find gone, clean gone.
Suffering Together, Drifting Apart – the Complexity of Grief
Marcia wants to be present every day at court, her husband Lloydie does not. Increasingly emotionally estranged, she does not understand what he does all day, where he goes. Their habits are changing and they seem to be leaving each other behind, dealing with the loss in completely different ways, on their own.
Lloydie is putting my cup of tea on the side when I return to the bedroom. He looks slightly sheepish, is probably annoyed with himself for the mistiming that has meant he has found himself alone with me when we are both awake and alert. He looks at me without speaking.
‘Aren’t you going to ask how it went?’ I say.
It’s not the question I intended; too in-your-face, accusatory. I didn’t want to start the discussion here but it’s out now, I can’t take it back.
His tone is dutiful. ‘How did it go?’
‘It was hard. Listening. Seeing that boy, his mother. Very hard.’
The Need to Understand
Marci is determined to be present every day, to understand why this happened and comes to realise that there may be things about her son that she did not know.
Understanding has been my problem from the start. How is it possible that my son was doing all the right things, that as parents, Lloydie and I, we were doing all the right things, and yet still Ryan is dead?
The novel follows the case and outside the court other events begin to shed light on the situation, Marcia’s beliefs and assumptions are challenged. In her need to know, she becomes reckless.
She observes the boy who is being charged, his fixed stare and has already decided his fate.
…he stares ahead as if it is all beneath him, and as usual I find it unnerving. I have to say that single quality in him is enough to convince me that he did it, that he’s guilty because he has something in his aura of the type of person who could kill someone at six thirty, then stroll home, have dinner and a hot bath, followed by an early night of unbroken sleep.
Edwards is adept at tapping into the realms of Ryan’s peers and the insidious, threatening world of youth gang culture, which comes into full view through he character of Sweetie, the girl caught between the earnest world of Ryan and the manipulative obedience she has to Tyson Manley and his type.
It is a thought provoking story of complicated parenting and motherhood highlighting effects of judgment, truth seeking, and the social forces that shape personal and family outcomes, while reflecting on the particular role of mother. Motherhood becomes a lifelong, consuming identity, the loss of a child, in this case, destabilising her sense of self.
Author, Yvvette Edwards
Yvvette Edwards is a British East Londoner of Montserratian origin and author of two novels, A Cupboard Full of Coats (2011) nominated for The Hurston-Wright Legacy Award and longlisted for the Booker Prize, and The Mother (2016). Her short stories have been published in anthologies and broadcast on radio.
She is interested in writing that challenges the single narrative, giving voice to characters who are absent or under-represented in contemporary fiction.
An Upcoming Novel in March 2026
Good Good Loving, Yvvette Edwards first book in almost a decade, will be published in March 2026 by Virago. The synopsis reads:
“Ellen’s big, beautiful family are gathered around her hospital bed as she prepares to slip away… her children have chosen now of all times to have a never-ending discussion about all her failings. Every single tiny thing they think she’s done wrong over the years – and the one big thing too. Even after everything, after all the sacrifices Ellen has made for every last ungrateful one of them, they still all take their father’s side. If only they knew the whole story.
“Moving backwards in time through all the decisive moments that have shaped Ellen’s life – the disasters, celebrations and surprises, the revelations, confrontations and betrayals – Good Good Loving is the vibrant story of a multi-generational British-Caribbean family across five decades.”
Next up is Sindiwe Magona’s Mother to Mother :



Loving this theme of reading books about mothers. Have you read The Autobiography of My Mother by Jamaica Kincaid? I totally enjoyed The Mother by Yvette Edwards. I read it right after we did a Read Soul Lit group read of A Cupboard full of Coats for Black History in the UK in October. Both books are absolutely brilliant. Yvette Edwards is such an underrated author. Wish more people read her books and recommended them. Thanks for this lovely post Claire.
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Oh gosh yes, that Jamaica Kincaid novel is one of my all time favourite reads and it was my One Outstanding Read of the Year in 2016. Stunning.
And it was you Didi who introduced me to Yvvette Edwards, I remember joining in on the Read Soul Lit group read and that’s when I got a copy of The Mother, but didn’t read it straight away.
I’m glad you like my themed read across countries, it was interesting to read them together, such different cultural experiences.
And a new Edwards novel coming in 2026. It’s on Netgalley, they’ve already declined me, never mind, I’ll pre-order a print version.
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I did not no about her new novel. 2026 is going to have some great new novels I’m anticipating
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This is such an interesting theme Claire. I’ve just read Erbgut- Inheritance for German Lit Month which is also about a mother/ daughter relationship and have Arundhati Roy’s new book about her mother, Mother Mary Come to Me on my To Be Read Soon shelf. I look forward to your further reviews on this topic!
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Oh, I’m keen to read the new Arundhati Roy memoir, thank you for the reminder of that one.
There really are many novels that tackle the subject, I just had these three sitting on the shelf together and it occurred to me I could read them together and see if they had anything to say to each other, the first two in particular did do that, a kind of call and response to a terrible tragedy, and the mother-son relationship, a little less explored in literature.
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