Robert Morgan's new novel, "Brave Enemies," though written for adults, evokes the same chipper universe of those children's biographies.

Lodge's first published novels evoke the atmosphere of post-war England (for example, The Picturegoers (1960)).

The novel also evokes women's "dis-ease" and the polymorphous perversities of desire.

The second novel by Darrieussecq, My Phantom Husband, evokes and examines the experience of loss and the nature of absence.

The famous novels of Arnold Bennett evoke the feel of Victorian Burslem, with its many potteries, mines, and working canal barges.

And James's novels evoke a similar feeling -couldn't we stop art right there?

The novel also evokes the history of the characters' tribe, the Keblout, and of Abdelkader's original resistance to French colonisation.

Most important, Grove's novels all evoke the polyglot world of immigrants.

And where on earth is Dawn Powell, whose satiric novels of the 1940's and 50's so memorably evoke the city's bohemian fringe?

How many of the popular novels of the past evoke derision rather than appreciation if we read them in too literal a spirit!