A novel by Britt Holland
Midsummer Night · 21 June 2026
'Six hours earlier I was on my kitchen floor, back pressed to the washing machine. Champagne gone flat. No sparkle. Just a sad, sweet fizz that had forgotten how to rise.' Between Journeys, Chapter One · Midsummer Night
Two impossible loves. Three continents. A woman who refused to settle for anything less than extraordinary, and discovered that the most extraordinary energy comes from within.
She never opened a bottle because of the label.
Vivika is brilliant, brave, and unapologetically drawn to depth over surface. Power does not move her. Good energy does. Of the highest calibre, the purest form.
Then she meets James. A British maritime captain with a wife, a family, and the kind of depth that makes her forget why safety matters. She inhales. For twenty years.
Later comes Salim. A Gulf general with his own impossible circumstances and a connection that transcends logic. Again, she chooses oxygen over caution.
Two impossible men. Two decades in the margins. One woman who refused to settle for anything less than extraordinary.
Britt Holland writes from the between. For the woman who has built worlds and is still, in some way, moving. Her debut novel draws on a career lived across Europe and the Middle East, the rooms where something important was always about to happen.
She writes for women who have said goodbye in more than one language. Who recognise emotional recession in their bones. Who do not need explaining to.
Each volume stands alone. Together they form a philosophical love story about when, not whether, to choose love.
Essays, extracts and conversations about the between-state. Not a book bulletin. A space for the woman already in motion.
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