Too good... You should read her and not look away'Anne Enright,Guardian'The stories are essays,the essays are stories. Even when they are not literally true,they contain the kind of truth that great fiction thrives on'The Times'Literature's best kept secret'IndependentWeaving a complex tapestry drawn from interviews,anecdotes,moments from Beard's own life,and sheer imagination,these extraordinary pieces embody the hospitality of spectacular writing: they are spaces you fall into and are reluctant to leave. From the intimate drama of everyday life - school crushes,dog clinics,divorce - to the terror and excitement of a fox lurking by a campsite or a murderer in your home,Beard flawlessly distils what it means to live deeply as we hurtle through wonder and grief,love and heartbreak.Bringing together pieces from Beard's first collection,The Boys of My Youth,and Festival Days,which was published two decades later,The Collected Works showcases Jo Ann Beard's impressive breadth,quiet brilliance,and timeless prose.
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Publisher: Profile Books LtdISBN: 9781800817883Number of pages: 448Weight: 440 gDimensions: 214 x 134 x 38 mmEdition: Main
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A writer always at the top of her game...she brings to bear a poet's precision,a novelist's empathy and an essayist's concentrated thoughtViolence and death are balanced by hard-won,transcendent joy in Beard's remarkable storiesThe stories are essays,the essays are stories. Even when they are not literally true,they contain the kind of truth that great fiction thrives on...the collected works here make me - as a reader - delirious with admiration and - as a writer - furious with envyBeard has a distinctive,arresting voice,whether she is evoking the frustrations of early childhood,describing desolately beautiful landscapes,or comparing notes with friends about breaking marriagesAs controlled and convincing as artJo Ann Beard's work impresses me no end. Funny without being sitcomish,self-aware without being self-absorbed,scrupulous without being fussy,emotional without being sentimental,pointed without being cruel - I could go on and on with these distinctions,all in Beard's favour,but instead I'll just say that she is a fantastic writer,an Athena born fully formed out of her own painstaking headBeard's curiosity and amazement are contagiousJo Ann Beard is a remarkably modest writer,a kind of literary celebrity...readers who become fans of her work view it with the kind of amazement associated with human and literal starsJo Ann Beard is a formidable talent. Her writing is darkly moving,full of audacious narrative surprises,and,at times,unexpectedly - almost unbearably - suspensefulA towering talent...Perhaps instead of an essayist we should think of her as a poet-naturalist,wedding intuition and observation,and forming from this union something unaccountably yet undeniably realBrilliant,like nobody elseReading Jo Ann Beard is like setting out on a walk with a curious and intelligent friend who is determined to show you how seemingly unrelated things share a secret kinshipGenerous,beautifully observed,compassionate and,at times,genuinely funnyBeard's power comes from phrasings and insights that aren't just screaming for likes. Few writers are so wise and self-effacing and emotionally honest all in one breath... she effects an intimacy that makes us want to sit on the rug and listen(Beard's) books are worth the wait. A master of sensory details,she also writes with humor,melancholy and a love of animals that never borders on saccharine... In her work,even everyday moments gleam with significanceA master of creative nonfiction,Beard explores life's most salient moments through facts that she sometimes fracturesIntimate,intelligent,intense - and ultimately comfortingCharged with fine detail... Beard is so good at what she does... In Beard's book,writing works like compound interest,each experience building on the last,which built on the one beforeThis writer has blown my mind. The Boys of My Youth and Cheri feature some of the finest writing I've read in many a moon. Obsessed
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