Fiction – hardcover; Bloomsbury; 176 pages; 2018. Review copy courtesy of the publisher.
I was so gripped by David Park’s latest novel Travelling in a Strange Land… 610 more words
Sometimes, I think you can tell the mettle of a writer not by the first lines of their novels but the last. Take Zadie Smith’s ‘Swing Time’ (not her best novel, of course, but no one can doubt her talent) ending, as it does, with a vision of hope, survival and the pure, euphoric joy of love, music and dancing: 717 more words
I’ve managed to pick up some wonderful publications over the last couple of weeks, starting with ‘Travelling in a Strange Land’ by David Park. I’d never heard of Park before, but the cover of this slender novel (why do slender novels appeal now more than they ever did? 334 more words
She liked the trams, the way they surreptitiously pushed you up against the mystery of other people’s lives.
David Park’s subtle and thoughtful eighth novel surreptitiously pushes the reader up against the mystery of other people’s lives, in this case the lives of three middle-aged people – Karen, Alan and Marion – who are travelling from Belfast to Amsterdam in December 2005, all hoping that this weekend away will allay the fears that are encroaching on their lives.657 more words
Apparently 205 days overseas in 2017 wasn’t quite enough of an adventure for my family, because here we are back in Belfast.
Declan and I have returned for a little over a week, while Marilynn is here for much longer, researching her new book on the literary responses to the peace process in Northern Ireland. 687 more words