She would like to say, you think you make your own choices in life but we are nothing but blind wanderers, moving from moment to moment, our blindness forever new to us. And to fully understand what this means is to accept something that is an outrage to most people. There are only the facts of where you are right now and when you try to look back the facts become dream. The rest is just talk for the horses.
—Paul Lynch, Grace (2017)
One of our favorite writers, Paul Lynch’s style reads as narrative poetry, so the reader gets a bonus to be read and re-read. Grace herself is an Irish Odysseus struggling to survive during the Great Famine of the 1840s and return home. Everything Paul Lynch touches turns to pure gold.
Red Sky in Morning. London: Quercus, 2013. New York: Little, Brown, 2013
The Black Snow. London: Quercus, 2014. New York: Little, Brown, 2015
Grace. London: Oneworld, 2017. New York: Little, Brown, 2017
Drawing in digital mediums by Sam Santos-Dumont.