I haven't been this excited for a long time! Eimear McBride has won the Goldsmiths Prize for original fiction with her extraordinary and ground-breaking novel, A Girl is a Half-Formed Thing. Look back at my blog of 7 October. As I said then,
shortlist of six books is going forward, the winner to be announced on
13 November. And what is really exciting is that one of the six is A Girl is a Half-formed Thing
by Eimear McBride, an Irish born author now living in England and a
true inheritor of Joyce. Anne Enright has already called her a genius,
an opinion with which I concur. In form and language, it is unique
written as it is in half-formed sentences but with each word chosen to
implode in the text with astonishing power that drives the narrative.
Though we are living in the mind of a young woman, this is not a stream
of consciousness but a frightening look at the travails of childhood,
schooldays and beyond to the age of 20. She grows up in a household
where the father has left, her elder brother has survived a childhood
brain tumour which has left him damaged and her mother becomes a
charismatic christian. While religion or, rather the outward forms of a
public piosity play a part in the book, it does not dominate. She
deals with the cruelty and mindless viciousness that can happen in
school. She discovers sex and pain and the power sex gives. McBride
deals particularly elegantly with the love the narrator has for her
disabled brother coupled with the frustration and hate of his handicap.
All her characters are nameless.
is a truly exciting and extraordinary piece of literature in both form,
language and content. The jacket of the novel carries a quotation
from the text which gives a taste of her writing: 'I think your face
the very best. When we were we were we were young. When you were
little and I was girl. Once upon a time'.
I don't think I shall read a better book any time soon.