Ottessa Moshfegh Volgorde van de boeken (chronologisch)

Salem, Massachusetts, 1851: McGlue è nella stiva, ancora troppo ubriaco per essere sicuro del suo nome, della sua situazione o della sua orientazione – potrebbe aver ucciso un uomo. Quell'uomo potrebbe essere stato il suo migliore amico. Ora, McGlue desidera una sola cosa: un drink. Perché per McGlue, insopportabili e terrificanti ricordi accompagnano la sobrietà. Navigando nei mari alti della tradizione letteraria, Ottessa Moshfegh ci offre un indimenticabile mascalzone in un viaggio affilato come un coltello attraverso le nebbie della memoria.

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While on her daily walk with her dog in the woods near her home, Vesta comes across a chilling handwritten note. Her name was Magda. Nobody will ever know who killed her. It wasn't me. Here is her dead body. Shaky even on her best days, Vesta is also alone, and new to the area, having moved here after the death of her husband. Her brooding about the note grows quickly into a full-blown obsession- who was Magda and how did she meet her fate?

Eigenlijk zou onze hoofdpersoon gelukkig moeten zijn: ze is jong, slank, mooi, net afgestudeerd aan Columbia, heeft een eenvoudige baan bij een trendy kunstgalerij en woont in een appartement aan de Upper East Side van Manhattan dat ze - net als alles in haar leven - betaalt van een erfenis. Desondanks is er een donker, luchtledig gat in haar hart dat niet enkel te verklaren is door het verlies van haar ouders, de manier waarop haar geliefde haar behandelt of haar sadomasochistische relatie met haar beste vriendin Reva. Het is het jaar 2000 in een stad die glinstert van rijkdom en onuitputtelijke mogelijkheden. Wat zou er dan toch zo vreselijk verkeerd kunnen voelen? Mijn jaar van rust en kalmte is een krachtig antwoord op die vraag. In dit verhaal over een jaar doorgebracht onder de invloed van een waanzinnige combinatie van drugs die de hoofdpersoon zouden moeten genezen van haar vervreemding van deze wereld, toont Moshfegh de lezer hoe redelijk en zelfs noodzakelijk precies die vervreemding kan zijn. Zowel fijnzinnig als zwartgallig grappig, genadeloos en barmhartig: dit boek toont ons een jonge, veelbelovende schrijfster op de toppen van haar kunnen.

There's something eerily unsettling about Ottessa Moshfegh's stories, something almost dangerous while also being delightful - and often even weirdly hilarious. Her characters are all unsteady on their feet; all yearning for connection and betterment, in very different ways, but each of them seems destined to be tripped up by their own baser impulses. What makes these stories so moving is the emotional balance that Moshfegh achieves - the way she exposes the limitless range of self-deception that human beings can employ while, at the same time, infusing the grotesque and outrageous with tenderness and compassion. The flesh is weak; the timber is crooked; people are cruel to each other, and stupid, and hurtful, but beauty comes from strange sources, and the dark energy surging through these stories is oddly and powerfully invigorating. One of the most gifted and exciting young writers in America, she shows us uncomfortable things, and makes us look at them forensically - until we find, suddenly, that we are really looking at ourselves.

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The debut novella from one of contemporary fiction's most exciting young voices, now in a new edition. Salem, Massachusetts, 1851: McGlue is in the hold, still too drunk to be sure of name or situation or orientation--he may have killed a man. That man may have been his best friend. Intolerable memory accompanies sobriety. A-sail on the high seas of literary tradition, Ottessa Moshfegh gives us a nasty heartless blackguard on a knife-sharp voyage through the fogs of recollection. They said I've done something wrong? . . . And they've just left me down here to starve. They'll see this inanition and be so damned they'll fall to my feet and pass up hot cross buns slathered in fresh butter and beg I forgive them. All of them . . . : the entire world one by one. Like a good priest I'll pat their heads and nod. I'll dunk my skull into a barrel of gin.