Antarctica: ‘A genuine once-in-a-generation writer.’ THE TIMES

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She wasn’t in the mood for sex. In her mind she was already gone, was facing her husband in the station. She felt clean and full and warm; all she wanted now was a good snooze on the train. But in the end she could think of no reason not to go and, yielding like a parting gift to him, said yes.

Claire Keegan (born 1968) is an Irish writer known for her short stories, which have been published in The New Yorker, Best American Short Stories, Granta, and The Paris Review. [1] [2] Biography [ edit ] Access-restricted-item true Addeddate 2012-01-18 19:33:51 Boxid IA148315 Boxid_2 CH126307 Camera Canon EOS 5D Mark II City New York Donor

You’re a very generous lover,” she said afterward, passing him the cigarette. “You’re very generous period.” Keegan’s writing is so sharp you’ll swear you could cut your finger on it. Like a spider with words as her welcoming web, she grabs the reader with the rather soft writing and astonishing imagery only for them to discover they’re fully trapped in the glory of her creations too late to dodge the emotional blows that sneak up on you. Such is the case with the title story—which makes for one of the finest opening tales I’ve read in a long time—about a woman who heads to the city with the goal of having a brief affair with a stranger. While you have a general unease about the situation, it isn’t until you’ve let your guard down that the ending strikes with such sudden ferocity it practically leaves you gasping for breath. After he visits the laundry, a woman who runs the cafe warns Furlong about what he has seen there: ‘ Tis no affair of mine, you understand, but you know you’d want to watch over what you’d say about what’s there?’. (p. 94) To what extent did the wider community seem to have knowledge of the real goings-on in the laundries? Do you think the villagers were complicit in the crimes? En conclusión, Antártida reúne cuentos que mezclan una prosa poética y sobria, que describe escenarios de una cotidianeidad pacífica, con un ambiente de nostalgia, pero principalmente con una tensión que crece desde la profundidad a medida que avanzamos las páginas. Y al llegar el clímax la realidad se muestra con toda rudeza, intensa y sin filtros. El resultado casi siempre sorprende, y al mismo tiempo sentimos una suerte de liberación, la misma que estaba oprimiendo al personaje, aun cuando eso signifique presenciar una tragedia, tanto simbólica como auténtica.The women and girls who were unwillingly held were often described as ‘fallen women’. They tended to be unmarried mothers and their daughters, those who had grown up in church or state care, women with mental health issues or disabilities and those who had suffered sexual abuse. And I won’t comfort you. I will not be the woman who shelters her man same as he’s a boy. That part of my people ends with me.’ There is something very affecting about a young writer's first book,' he mentioned. 'The readers of such books always tend to over-praise them. What the critic rarely says is that the very source of the charm of such books is also their weakness - that untutored wonder!' True, his own first stories are woeful. And he himself frothed at the mouth at Neil Jordan's debut, Night in Tunisia, which was a mistake.