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Solar Bones
Mike McCormack
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Description for Solar Bones
Paperback. This masterpiece of a novel, narrated in a single sentence, is an international literary sensation, winner of the 2016 Goldsmiths Prize and BGE Irish Book of the Year Num Pages: 224 pages. BIC Classification: FA. Category: (G) General (US: Trade). Dimension: 198 x 129. .
WINNER OF THE INTERNATIONAL DUBLIN LITERARY AWARD
WINNER OF THE GOLDSMITHS PRIZE
LONGLISTED FOR THE MAN BOOKER PRIZE
BGE IRISH BOOK OF THE YEAR 2016
Marcus Conway has come a long way to stand in the kitchen of his home and remember the rhythms and routines of his life. Considering with his engineer's mind how things are constructed - bridges, banking systems, marriages - and how they may come apart.
Mike McCormack captures with tenderness and feeling, in continuous, flowing prose, a whole life, suspended in a single hour.
Product Details
Publisher
Canongate Books
Format
Paperback
Publication date
2017
Condition
New
Number of Pages
272
Place of Publication
Edinburgh, United Kingdom
ISBN
9781786891297
SKU
V9781786891297
Shipping Time
Usually ships in 4 to 8 working days
Ref
99-16
About Mike McCormack
Mike McCormack is an award-winning novelist and short story writer from Mayo. His previous work includes Getting it in the Head (1996), Notes from a Coma (2005), which was shortlisted for BGE Irish Novel of the Year, and Forensic Songs (2012). In 1996 he was awarded the Rooney Prize for Irish Literature for Getting it in the Head and in 2007 he was awarded a Civitella Ranieri Fellowship. In 2016, Solar Bones won the Goldsmiths Prize and was BGE Irish Book of the Year, was longlisted for the Man Booker prize in 2017 and won the International Dublin Literary Award in 2018.
Reviews for Solar Bones
Excellence is always rare and often unexpected: we don't necessarily expect masterpieces even from the great. Mike McCormack's Solar Bones is exceptional indeed: an extraordinary novel by a writer not yet famous but surely destined to be acclaimed by anyone who believes that the novel is not dead
Guardian
Pure enchantment from an otherworldly talent. I admired the hell out of this book
ELEANOR CATTON, Man Booker Prize-winning author of THE LUMINARIES Wonderfully original, distinctly contemporary . . . delivered in lucid, lyrical prose . . . A pleasure to read
New York Times
McCormack has always been among the most adventurous and ambitious Irish writers. Solar Bones, written in one single sonorous sentence, tells the story of a family in contemporary Ireland
COLM TÓIBÍN The writing catches fire as we draw near to the void, pass over into death itself, and therein confront the truth that even in a fallen universe, when all distractions tumble away, the only adequate response to our being is astonishment
Irish Times
Exhilarating
LISA McINERNEY Hauntingly sad, but also frequently very funny - Proust reconfigured by Flann O'Brien
Literary Review Beautiful . . . Compulsive
The Times
This is prose that reads as if it is being thought . . . reduced me to tears
New Statesman
A masterpiece
Blake Morrison
Guardian
Pure enchantment from an otherworldly talent. I admired the hell out of this book
ELEANOR CATTON, Man Booker Prize-winning author of THE LUMINARIES Wonderfully original, distinctly contemporary . . . delivered in lucid, lyrical prose . . . A pleasure to read
New York Times
McCormack has always been among the most adventurous and ambitious Irish writers. Solar Bones, written in one single sonorous sentence, tells the story of a family in contemporary Ireland
COLM TÓIBÍN The writing catches fire as we draw near to the void, pass over into death itself, and therein confront the truth that even in a fallen universe, when all distractions tumble away, the only adequate response to our being is astonishment
Irish Times
Exhilarating
LISA McINERNEY Hauntingly sad, but also frequently very funny - Proust reconfigured by Flann O'Brien
Literary Review Beautiful . . . Compulsive
The Times
This is prose that reads as if it is being thought . . . reduced me to tears
New Statesman
A masterpiece
Blake Morrison