'This is a story about what might happen when a woman takes charge... A glorious visceral mystery'The TimesWhile on her daily walk with her dog in the woods near her home,Vesta comes across a chilling handwritten note. Her name was Magda. Nobody will ever know who killed her. It wasn't me. Here is her dead body. Shaky even on her best days,Vesta is also alone,and new to the area,having moved here after the death of her husband. Her brooding about the note grows quickly into a full-blown obsession: who was Magda and how did she meet her fate From the Booker-shortlisted author of Eileen comes this razor-sharp,chilling and darkly hilarious novel about the stories we tell ourselves and how we strive to obscure the truth. _PRAISE FOR DEATH IN HER HANDS:'Routinely hailed as one of the most exciting young American authors working today'Guardian'A new kind of murder mystery'New Yorker 'Dark,devious'Observer'A fine line between shocking realism and the absurd'New Statesman'A brilliant off-kilter detective story'Evening Standard'A beautiful novel'Sunday Times
Publisher: Vintage PublishingISBN: 9781529112344Number of pages: 272Weight: 180 gDimensions: 196 x 128 x 24 mm
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A masterclass in suspense.Moshfegh is one of the most original and astute young novelists working today.Routinely hailed as one of the most exciting young American authors working today... Her work takes dirty realism and makes it filthier. But it is is also beautiful...the depravity of her material matched by the purity and precision of her prose.Ottessa Moshfegh's Death in Her Hands is a new kind of murder mystery... The work of a writer who is,like Henry James or Vladimir Nabokov,touched by both genius and cruelty... Like a surgeon,or a serial killer,Moshfegh flenses her characters,and her readers,until all that's left is a void. It's the amused contemplation of that void that gives rise to the dark exhilaration of her work - its wayward beauty,its comedy,and its horror.Much more than a whodunnit... This is a story about what might happen when a woman takes charge... A glorious visceral mystery... Moshfegh is as wise and wild as Ali Smith or Rebecca Solnit,and as gifted a scribe of nature as Annie Dillard or Thoreau.
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