I’m delighted this month that the two choices head and shoulders out of everything I could have chosen are both Irish and, I think, both brilliant. I’ll keep it simple.
They are:
John Boyne’s The Heart’s Invisible Furies is a monster of a novel and the story of one man’s life starting in 1945 and reflecting the entire history of post-war Ireland, what it was like to grow up gay in it, and how so much has changed by the time we finish out in 2015.
Sara Baume’s A Line Made By Walking is a similar and yet different beast to her first novel Spill, Simmer, Falter, Wither. Just as beautiful in language, just as hypnotic in the internal monologue of an outsider and their life, and something that will deserve just as much acclaim as her first.
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