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  • Solar Bones
  • Mike McCormack
  • English
  • 01 January 2019
  • 9781786891297

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Solar Bones

Mike McCormack ↠ 7 review

Onsidering with his engineer's mind how things are constructed bridges banking systems marriages and how they may come ap. After you get used to the writing style of this novel—it's technically all one sentence no full stops—it's uite a beautiful read It's told from the perspective of one man on a single afternoon as he reflects on his life his marriage children his work politics and a lot of other big topics But it's a very human novel I admired it's ability to take philosophical views and ground them in one person's experience; it became very relatable and moving I think this novel deserves a re read because the first twenty pages I was so focused on adjusting to how it's written that I don't think I gleaned everything that I was supposed to from the text but fortunately it's not a long read and one that you can get lost in So maybe someday I will return to it again Definitely high on the list of favorites for this year's Man Booker Prize

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ArtMike McCormack captures with tenderness and feeling in continuous flowing prose a whole life suspended in a single hou. 3 much to admire but only kinda liked stars First of all a big thanks to Lee M who recommended this book to me I know he carefully considers which books to recommend to me and I am glad he did this one remember three stars is a good book to me This book has won and been nominated for a number of awards and I can understand why The book is written in an open stream of consciousness way with no periods but lots of commas It carefully delves into the inner life of a middle class middle aged Irish bloke who happens to be decent caring and psychologically insightful about his history his life his family his work and his developed intellectual and spiritual life These are all interesting and wonderful things Yet I cannot say that I always looked forward to reading it I can not uite put my finger on why this is I think I craved inner conflict or perhaps a bit uirkiness of characterA book well worth reading to understand some unconventional prose for a fairly conventional character

characters Solar Bones

Marcus Conway has come a long way to stand in the kitchen of his home and remember the rhythms and routines of his life C. this this book this book just won the prestigious Goldsmiths Prize given for innovation in the novel form which is what impelled me to read it in the first place and I sort of wish I had finished it prior to its winning because now it will look like I am just being contrary that I really didn't like it since a lot of people did although the main reason apparently that it won is that it is purportedly one long 223 page sentence but the only reason that is so is because the bloody author doesn't use proper punctuation especially eschewing periods where they actually belong like during dialogue scenes where he just conveniently deletes them at the ends of lines which really annoyed me since the lines just run on and on and on so that it is really hard to find a place to pause in one's reading and I wasn't about to spend several hours slogging through mindnumbing repetitions in one sitting and as it was I had to constantly backtrack and re read sections because by the time I got halfway through a thought I forgot what the hell I had been reading in the first place although that might have been intentional because on at least three occasions the protagonist talks about how he has been driving in a car and has gone several miles unconsciously without paying any attention to the roads and finds himself at his destination with not a clue how he got there and that is or less how I felt reading this which is why it took me six days to get through a relatively short book I should have been able to read in two and also the other noteworthy controversy about the book is that the back cover 'gives away' the fact that the protagonist Marcus Conway is actually dead although we don't find that out till the final pages and whether that is something the reader should discover for themselves instead has been the subject of some discussion but it doesn't really make a shite load of difference because aside from the fact that the beginning of the book takes place on All Souls Day and apparently Marcus has come back to ponder his dreary life which is something I kind of had to piece together from the fact that the beginning of the book takes place in March and the ending in November apparently of the year before but then the book skips around in Conway's mind and memory so that he IS actually alive during the vast majority of the book and it's not like the revelation he is dead CHANGES things a la Bruce Willis in 'The Sixth Sense' and it might have been interesting to discover that Marcus was in actuality a suirrel or maybe a raccoon and because what he thinks about and talks about endlessly is less than fascinating anyway unless one is enthralled with long descriptions of taking apart tractors or the nauseating details of a cryptosporidium epidemic with all of the concomitant talk about vomit and diarrhea or the scintillating tension derived from whether Marcus is going to sign off on the foundation of a public building for which he is the managing engineer that has had three different pours of concrete so that when winter comes the foundation might crack and we get about twenty pages on that whole mess because it is important to include one major painfully obvious symbolic metaphor because the author is Irish after all and wants us to know he's read his Joyce and Beckett and we get as well the details of his daughter's kooky art installations which were at least of minor interest to me although not much is made of those anyway so that you are left just going around in circles attempting to derive any importance to any of this but then maybe it's me and I am just not clever enough to figure out the point of going on and on until like Marcus himself I just wanted to say 'stop for the love of Jesus stop talking getting carried away like this on tidal waves of nonsense'