Eimear McBride is an Irish authour to whom I already held in high regard after reading and adoring her debut novel, A Girl Is a Half-Formed Thing. I had high expectations for her second novel, The Lesser Bohemians, and I was not left disappointed.
This novel pushed my bookish buttons in a big way. I couldn't put it down, and when I had to put it down because of life I was suitably unimpressed. I finished it this afternoon, and this evening I went to a parent evening at my son's school. I wanted to interrupt the internationally renowned education consultant to inform everyone that I had just read a wonderful novel. I did decide that was overkill, and so I will tell all of you instead.
I love love loved this novel. It tells the story of a unnamed-until-near-the-end-of-the-book girl from Ireland who moves to London to go to acting school. She meets and falls in love with a famous 38-year-old actor. The novel tells the tale of their year long relationship. What unfurls is the baggage that both of them bring to the relationship. It is made clear that they are both incredibly damaged individuals, and reveals how that damage imapcts the dynamic between them.
As with her debut novel, The Lesser Bohemians is written in a stream of consciousness, or almost a pre-stream of consiousness. If that is not your thing then this book is absolutely not for you. It required quite a lot of concentration to get in the zone, but once I was I found it easier to read. I really don't know how she does it. Her style lays raw emotion bare in a way I have never experienced in writing before. It is stripped back and blatant, crude and disturbing, and I couldn't get enough of it.
If you don't like dark novels, this is not for you. If you don't like graphic sex, this is not for you. If you don't want to read about childhood abuse, this book is not for you. I'm hesitant to recommend it to anyone without saying proceed with caution, but I for one will be reading everything this woman ever writes. The Lesser Bohemians is going to the top of my books of 2017 list.
I think it is ever so slightly easier to read. There are chunks where the lead voice is listening to someone else speak, and during those sections the sentence structure is relatively straightforward. It's still a challenge though.
Ha! I remember that feeling with Rooftops of Tehran. I wanted to carry extra copies in my car, run up to random people, shove the book in their hands, and yell, "go home and read this immediately!" But, I didn't think a stay in a psychiatric ward was how I wanted to spend the evening.
i'm trying not to read your review because I don't want to know anything. I tried to start this today on Audio, and i was very lost. Did you read or listen? I'm thinking this may be a "read" book.
Definitely a read book rather than listening. I can't imagine keeping track of the audio, although I am interesting in trying now that I've read it. I see it's on BorrowBox so I'll give it a whirl.
Yes, much the same as Overdrive. I think in Australia different publishing companies have affiliations with different applications? We can't borrow audio from Overdrive, only BorrowBox, which is run by Bolinda Digital.
This novel pushed my bookish buttons in a big way. I couldn't put it down, and when I had to put it down because of life I was suitably unimpressed. I finished it this afternoon, and this evening I went to a parent evening at my son's school. I wanted to interrupt the internationally renowned education consultant to inform everyone that I had just read a wonderful novel. I did decide that was overkill, and so I will tell all of you instead.
I love love loved this novel. It tells the story of a unnamed-until-near-the-end-of-the-book girl from Ireland who moves to London to go to acting school. She meets and falls in love with a famous 38-year-old actor. The novel tells the tale of their year long relationship. What unfurls is the baggage that both of them bring to the relationship. It is made clear that they are both incredibly damaged individuals, and reveals how that damage imapcts the dynamic between them.
As with her debut novel, The Lesser Bohemians is written in a stream of consciousness, or almost a pre-stream of consiousness. If that is not your thing then this book is absolutely not for you. It required quite a lot of concentration to get in the zone, but once I was I found it easier to read. I really don't know how she does it. Her style lays raw emotion bare in a way I have never experienced in writing before. It is stripped back and blatant, crude and disturbing, and I couldn't get enough of it.
If you don't like dark novels, this is not for you. If you don't like graphic sex, this is not for you. If you don't want to read about childhood abuse, this book is not for you. I'm hesitant to recommend it to anyone without saying proceed with caution, but I for one will be reading everything this woman ever writes. The Lesser Bohemians is going to the top of my books of 2017 list.