![]() ![]() Realist novels especially are disappointingly devoid of creatureliness-that wild, quick, raw stuff we are made of.īut sometimes I come across novelists whose work is alive with wildness. ![]() Driven by plot and obsessed with psychology, modern novels tend to behave as if social and human relationships are the only things that matter, as if outer space doesn’t exist, Neanderthals never walked alongside our ancestors, deep-sea fish don’t swim in the dark with their treacherous lights, and our lives aren’t mostly just irrational streams of little pleasures, comforts and discomforts, sleep and dreams. We stock all of the books Taisia mentions, and we heartily echo her sentiments-Comyns is a fascinating writer and well worth checking out.įiction can be frustrating because, while very diverting, it often manages to exclude 99 percent of life on earth. Below, an excerpt from Malvern fave Taisia Kitaiskaia’s wonderful look at the work of English writer Barbara Comyns (you can read the full article here). ![]()
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