Publication Date: 2007
Synopsis (from Google):
The nine surviving children of the Hegarty clan are gathering in Dublin
for the wake of their wayward brother, Liam, drowned in the sea. His sister, Veronica, collects the body and keeps the dead man company, guarding the secret she shares with him--something that happened in their grandmother's house in the winter of 1968. As Enright traces the line of betrayal and redemption through three generations, she shows how memories warp and secrets fester. The Gathering is a family epic, clarified through Anne Enright's unblinking eye. This is a novel about love and disappointment, about how fate is written in the body, not in the stars. The Gathering sends fresh blood through the Irish literary tradition, combining the lyricism of the old with the shock of the new. As in all of Anne Enright's work, this is a book of draing, wit, and insight, her
distinctive intelligence twisting the world a fraction and giving it back to us
in a new and unforgettable light.
Why I Quit:
By page 30 something I was bored. Nothing really happened. Let me rephrase that. Stuff happened but the writing was so bland that it all seemed rather uneventful. I expect to feel some emotion when reading a story were a mother learns that her son is dead. I felt nothing.
I also got tried of the jumping back and forth. The story is written in first person. The narrator jumps back and forth between present day and a imagined encounter between her grandmother, grandfather, and grandfather's best friend. Now I am sure this has something to do with the story. But I will never find out. Because I Quit.
Now, I have to look for another book that takes place in Ireland. Because this book was for a challenge. I am not having much luck with award winning books lately. This book won The Booker Prize in 2007.
Pages Completed: 41