Sunday, March 27, 2011
Marian Womack, Memoria de la nieve (2011)
On the train back from Zaragoza, I finished Marian's novel. Of course I have read it before, in various drafts and earlier versions, but I hadn't seen the finished article until now. It is really, really good: the structure is fascinating and everything fits together in a completely convincing and intriguing way. Stories end and then pick up on themselves again, but everything is held together by repeated images, ideas, lines. It's like a book-length poem, and I am very proud.
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architecture,
books,
cádiz,
prose
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