I'm finally back! Have been doing an OK amount of reading but not getting round to listing it.
So, carrying on from the last thread:
5 Spill Simmer Falter Wither, Sara Baume
Summarised very well by someone else above, so I won't blither on. Loved it though; it's very sad and wise and beautifully written.
6 A Brief History of Seven Killings, Marlon James
Slightly ashamed to say I didn't finish this one. I loved some of the language and situations, but found the denseness of it too overwhelming in the end. It also made me feel distinctly under-informed about that period of history in the US and the Caribbean, as well as the years immediately preceding (JFK/Bay of Pigs etc). If I weren't so busy with work at the moment, I like to think that I'd take the opportunity to read around and learn more about it so I could appreciate the novel more, but I just haven't done so.
7 The Book Collector, Alice Thompson
A period and premise that are right up my alley (Edwardian England; the totally socially acceptable/sanctioned practice of 'diagnosing' as mad or having 'nervous disorders' of any women who dare to speak up, and the).
The central question is, is this woman genuinely troubled or is her husband manipulating and setting her up?
All very much the kind of things I like, but the novel itself wasn't quite good enough. Some of the language was very 21st-century and very jarring, and it's riddled with editing and proofreading howlers. I finished it; it's interesting enough to get through, and not very long –but it could have been very much better.
8 My Brilliant Friend, Elena Ferrante
I didn't finish this (didn't get very far in, in fact). I found the writing and the narrative voice utterly flat; I didn't care about anyone or any of the situations. It's a pity because the setting of a poorish, working-class Italian neighbourhood is a quite unusual one and one I would in theory like to explore; but the book just left me totally cold. A huge disappointment.
9 The Little Red Chairs, Edna O'Brien
Don't want to say too much about this as I think readers will benefit from an element of surprise.
A mysterious man, possibly eastern European, comes to a small Irish town/village and sets up as a healer. People fall for him in different ways. Who is he, though?
Just about to finish this. It is gripping and simultaneously a very hard read; takes you to some very very dark places. Generally I'm loving the writing (this is my first of her novels), although occasionally someone who isn't Irish uses a structure that sounds like an Irish person and jars a bit; and the way it uses commas wrongly and badly has been mildly irritating me throughout. 
A quite remarkable novel overall, though, and I'll try at least one more of hers when I finish this. Quite excited at the thought of having an author with an extensive back catalogue to work my way through.