Book description
Northern Ireland, 1963. In a house with windows flung defiantly wide, a
wife dies before her husband can make his confession. Elsewhere, an old
woman searches desperately for a wedding dress in her dream of love. And
in the very heart of the city, the purity of snow is tainted by the
murder of a young woman, leaving one man in race against time - to find
the murderer before the snow melts. This is the story of a time muffled
and made claustrophobic by unprecedented snow falls. Suddenly shaken
free from the normal patterns of their lives by the extremity of the
weather, people find their intimate desires thrown into sharp relief and
David Park shows this flawed slice of humanity to be somehow glorious.
Ingenious SUNDAY TIMES A magnificent writer BELFAST TELEGRAPH Park
writes prose like a poet; and the invisible lines of national borders
and tribal territory are etched into a text which rolls thorugh time and
space. THE TIMES Some of the more exhibitionist fictional voices
currently clamouring for our attention seem mute in comparison
INDEPENDENT Considerable dexterity, freshness, and insight ... (A)
well-crafted, closely observed tale. WASHINGTON POST Northern
Ireland, 1963. In a house with windows flung defiantly wide, a wife dies
before her husband can make his confession. Elsewhere, an old woman
searches desperately for a wedding dress in her dream of love. And in
the very heart of the city, the purity of snow is tainted by the murder
of a young woman, leaving one man in race against time - to find the
murderer before the snow melts. This is the story of a time muffled and
made claustrophobic by unprecedented snow falls. Suddenly shaken free
from the normal patterns of their lives by the extremity of the weather,
people find their intimate desires thrown into sharp relief and David
Park shows this flawed slice of humanity to be somehow glorious.
Ingenious SUNDAY TIMES A magnificent writer BELFAST TELEGRAPH Park
writes prose like a poet; and the invisible lines of national borders
and tribal territory are etched into a text which rolls thorugh time and
space. THE TIMES Some of the more exhibitionist fictional voices
currently clamouring for our attention seem mute in comparison
INDEPENDENT Considerable dexterity, freshness, and insight ... (A)
well-crafted, closely observed tale. WASHINGTON POST
