Concerning the Future of Souls
Autor Joy Williamsen Limba Engleză Hardback – iul 2024
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Specificații
ISBN-13: 9781959030591
ISBN-10: 1959030590
Pagini: 176
Dimensiuni: 130 x 200 x 18 mm
Greutate: 0.25 kg
Editura: Tin House Books
ISBN-10: 1959030590
Pagini: 176
Dimensiuni: 130 x 200 x 18 mm
Greutate: 0.25 kg
Editura: Tin House Books
Notă biografică
Joy Williams is the author of five novels, including The Quick and the Dead and most recently Harrow, five collections of stories, including Ninety-Nine Stories of God, as well as Ill Nature, a book of essays that was a finalist for the National Book Critics Circle Award. Among her many honors are the Library of Congress Prize for American Fiction, the Kirkus Prize for Fiction, the Paris Review's Hadada Award, and the Strauss Living Award from the American Academy of Arts and Letters, to which she was elected in 2008. She lives in Arizona and Wyoming.
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Praise for Joy Williams
Joy Williams is simply a wonder
One of the great writers of her generation
Brilliant and inspiring. Anyone new to her has a treat in store
Among the strangest, most exciting authors at work today
As our world disintegrates, it will take what we think of as reality with it. Addressing this in fiction will be the job, partly, of a certain kind of modern mystic. Williams - great virtuoso of the unreal - is one of them
Climate collapse is well underway and Joy Williams's Harrow deserves the Pulitzer Prize
She practices ... camouflage, except that instead of adapting to its environment, Williams's imagination, by remaining true to itself, reveals new colorations in the ecology around her
A magnificent and moving novel [that excavates] the middle distance between silence and experience .... Harrow is a piece of writing in the vein of Samuel Beckett or Franz Kafka, its humour weaponized by rage
Harrow's dark humour, nihilism and absurdist bent bear the author's idiosyncratic stamp ... [there are] glistening nuggets of humour and wordplay amid the doom
Death-haunted and perfectly indescribable fiction ... To read Williams is to look into the abyss ... [She] remains our great prophet of nothingness
The ridiculous, pigheaded, bemused, endlessly distracted and continuously self-sabotaging state of the future is the subject of this wonderfully goading satire ... A blackly comic portrait of futility ... [Harrow] is sarcasm of a high, artistic order, reminiscent of no one quite so much as William Gaddis
Elegantly deranged ... [Harrow is] a hypnotizing novel, funny in places and chilling in others, filled with wacky and tragic characters, that unspools the absurdity in just one of our many very possible bad futures
Williams's tone achiev[es] a new, perfectly hostile register ... [Her] vision of an annihilated earth seems to have flown from the brain of Francisco Goya ... As the novel continues, it plumbs ever-deeper zones of dystopian weirdness ... She practices a kind of hallucinogenic realism, which takes at face value the psychological flights of characters deranged by loss ... Williams has long written to the side of conventional English, pursuing a form that feels more commensurate with actual experience-with the terror, comedy, and mystery of moving through the world
Who better than Williams to capture pure-hearted but absurd efforts to retrieve paradise lost?
[Harrow is] the return of an American original ... Odd, witty and original
To read Joy Williams is to be arrested in a state of relentless awe and wonderment ... why we aren't worshipping Joy Williams in public squares is beyond me
She belongs in the company of Céline and Flannery O'Connor
Williams is a flawless writer
Deep, dazzling, disconcerting
Electric and dangerously human
Cracked, morbidly hilarious ... a splintered vision of environmental collapse that seems somehow both gleefully nihilistic and yearningly spiritual
Her works are almost a well-kept secret. They should be much more widely read. Williams is a writer for our times: both visionary and caustic, knowing yet also full of wonder... Harrow's short, dense pages unfold into a world of Kafkaesque distortion, its sharp wit and cruelty pierced with dreamlike language and imagery, and moments of almost unbearable poignancy. As the book draws to its dark conclusion, a hint of something miraculous, borne out from its opening chapter, flutters over the final paragraphs. In Williams's shattered world, destruction appears almost like the possibility of renewal
Harrow is unyielding in its moral purpose and raucously impious in its methods ... she has the syntactic equivalent of perfect pitch
Joy Williams is simply a wonder
One of the great writers of her generation
Brilliant and inspiring. Anyone new to her has a treat in store
Among the strangest, most exciting authors at work today
As our world disintegrates, it will take what we think of as reality with it. Addressing this in fiction will be the job, partly, of a certain kind of modern mystic. Williams - great virtuoso of the unreal - is one of them
Climate collapse is well underway and Joy Williams's Harrow deserves the Pulitzer Prize
She practices ... camouflage, except that instead of adapting to its environment, Williams's imagination, by remaining true to itself, reveals new colorations in the ecology around her
A magnificent and moving novel [that excavates] the middle distance between silence and experience .... Harrow is a piece of writing in the vein of Samuel Beckett or Franz Kafka, its humour weaponized by rage
Harrow's dark humour, nihilism and absurdist bent bear the author's idiosyncratic stamp ... [there are] glistening nuggets of humour and wordplay amid the doom
Death-haunted and perfectly indescribable fiction ... To read Williams is to look into the abyss ... [She] remains our great prophet of nothingness
The ridiculous, pigheaded, bemused, endlessly distracted and continuously self-sabotaging state of the future is the subject of this wonderfully goading satire ... A blackly comic portrait of futility ... [Harrow] is sarcasm of a high, artistic order, reminiscent of no one quite so much as William Gaddis
Elegantly deranged ... [Harrow is] a hypnotizing novel, funny in places and chilling in others, filled with wacky and tragic characters, that unspools the absurdity in just one of our many very possible bad futures
Williams's tone achiev[es] a new, perfectly hostile register ... [Her] vision of an annihilated earth seems to have flown from the brain of Francisco Goya ... As the novel continues, it plumbs ever-deeper zones of dystopian weirdness ... She practices a kind of hallucinogenic realism, which takes at face value the psychological flights of characters deranged by loss ... Williams has long written to the side of conventional English, pursuing a form that feels more commensurate with actual experience-with the terror, comedy, and mystery of moving through the world
Who better than Williams to capture pure-hearted but absurd efforts to retrieve paradise lost?
[Harrow is] the return of an American original ... Odd, witty and original
To read Joy Williams is to be arrested in a state of relentless awe and wonderment ... why we aren't worshipping Joy Williams in public squares is beyond me
She belongs in the company of Céline and Flannery O'Connor
Williams is a flawless writer
Deep, dazzling, disconcerting
Electric and dangerously human
Cracked, morbidly hilarious ... a splintered vision of environmental collapse that seems somehow both gleefully nihilistic and yearningly spiritual
Her works are almost a well-kept secret. They should be much more widely read. Williams is a writer for our times: both visionary and caustic, knowing yet also full of wonder... Harrow's short, dense pages unfold into a world of Kafkaesque distortion, its sharp wit and cruelty pierced with dreamlike language and imagery, and moments of almost unbearable poignancy. As the book draws to its dark conclusion, a hint of something miraculous, borne out from its opening chapter, flutters over the final paragraphs. In Williams's shattered world, destruction appears almost like the possibility of renewal
Harrow is unyielding in its moral purpose and raucously impious in its methods ... she has the syntactic equivalent of perfect pitch