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Ghost Moth
Ghost Moth | Michèle Forbes
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A stunning new voice reminiscent of Maggie O'Farrell and Jon McGregor, which has already been acclaimed by John Banville, Roddy Doyle and Anne Enright. GHOST MOTH will transport you to two hot summers, 20 years apart. Northern Ireland, 1949. Katherine must choose between George Bedford - solid, reliable, devoted George - and Tom McKinley, who makes her feel alive. The reverberations of that summer - of the passions that were spilled, the lies that were told and the bargains that were made - still clamour to be heard in 1969. Northern Ireland has become a tinderbox but tragedy also lurks closer to home. As Katherine and George struggle to save their marriage and silence the ghosts of the past, their family and city stand on the brink of collapse...
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Can I take a moment to brag about how commendably cultured I felt when I realized, almost immediately, that this novel is a direct homage to Joyce‘s “The Deadâ€? Go me! 🥳😅

The parallel is gorgeously wrought, with white moths in the dead of a summer‘s night acting as the snow and The Troubles supplanting the political unrest of the early 1900‘s (“Fenian†taking the derogatory place of “West Britonâ€). 👇ðŸ»

monalyisha 1/2: I‘ll admit that I picked this up at a used bookstore because I liked the title and cover, and the first few pages detail swimming in the sea alongside a seal. I thought it smacked of Irish selkie lore. While I was wrong about it having a bit of a magical bent, the story does focus on metamorphosis, how we (especially women) can feel (or be) trapped, and the ways in which we harbor multiple selves. (edited) 5mo
monalyisha 2/2: I was jarred by an instance of casual, racist slang which places the narrative in time (1940‘s - 1960‘s). And I still can‘t decide if I think it was a wise choice that Forbes didn‘t attempt to create her own version of Joyce‘s famous, alliterative, onomatopoeic last lines — or if I‘m disappointed. It‘s true that there may be a few too many similes. Otherwise, this surprise of a debut novel (from 2013) took my breath away. (edited) 5mo
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