the post birthday world by lionel shriver

The Crucible world finals are so well described, so tense, it evoked some of my own experience watching some matches (Ebdon-Hendry in 2002 comes to mind). Incidentally, I also very much enjoyed the snooker stories and seeing some well known players as characters. It should do, on its own merits I am just not sure I would bear reading it again, which is my criterion for the highest mark. It really affected me, which is why it does not get 5*. Whether she gives into its temptation will determine whether she stays with her reliable partner Lawrence, or runs off with Ramsey, a hard-living snooker player. Her style is raw and I had to stop reading it once -and I should have another time but I was too far into it. A layered and unflinching portrait of infidelitywith a narrative appropriately split in two. The new novel from the Orange Prize winning author of We Need to Talk About Kevin Irina McGovern’s destiny hinges on a single kiss. Irina McGovern, 42, is an American living in. Every episode, every turn in the plot adds something and develops the characters. In the case of Lionel Shriver’s engaging new novel, The Post-Birthday World, Irina McGovern discovers herself torn between two men: her serious, responsible and boring partner. This slow, excruciating death of lust in long-term relationships is at the heart of Lionel Shriver’s latest novel, The Post-Birthday World. Employing a parallel universe structure, Shriver spins Irina’s competing futures with two. Shriver writes with flair and nothing is wasted in the story, especially not the ending. The new novel from the Orange Prize winning author of We Need to Talk About Kevin Irina McGovern’s destiny hinges on a single kiss. It relates the story, ‘Sliding Doors’ style, of what would happen if Irina, who is in a long term relationship, kissed Ramsey on his birthday (which she wants to) or didn’t, in alternating chapters. I loved this book both in form and content. The Post-Birthday World by Lionel Shriver****

The post birthday world by lionel shriver