Author:Leontia Flynn
Following on from the assured day-to-day poems of her first collection, Leontia Flynn's second, Drives, is a book of restless journeys - real and imaginary - interspersed with a series of sonnets on writers. Beginning in Belfast, where she lives, she visits a disjointed number of cities in Europe and the States - each one the occasion for an elliptical postcard home to herself.
Alongside these reports from abroad, portraits of dead writers flicker through the pages of this book - Baudelaire, Proust and Beckett; Bishop, Plath and Virginia Woolf - all revealing aspects of themselves, their frailties and their sicknesses, but also, we suspect, aspects of their ventriloquising author.
What these poems share is a furious refusal of received opinion, of a language recycled and redundant; they are raw exposed and angrily aware of distance - the distance between what one needs and what one receives, between love and what is lost. In particular, the lives here are haunted by the lost idyll of childhood, while poems about the poet's own mother and ageing father bring the collection to a close. With an alert ear for fracture and disarray and a tender eye for damage, Drives is a passionate enquiry into what shapes us as individuals.
Jean Plaidy doesn't just write the history, she makes it come alive.
—— Julia Moffat, RNAThese books are page-turners; they offer a wonderful way to learn about history, their heroines are smart, strong and in control of their destinies and their stories will remain with you for ever...They are a celebration of women's spirit throughout history.
—— Daily ExpressFull-blooded, dramatic, exciting
—— ObserverOutstanding
—— Vanity FairJean Plaidy conveys the texture of various patches of the past with such rich complexity
—— GuardianPlaidy excels at blending history with romance and drama
—— New York TimesOne of the country's most widely read novelists
—— Sunday TimesThere are some breathtakingly eloquent passages
—— SpectatorPassionate, well-informed
—— London Review of BooksThe story is exciting and memorably analyses the way in which fanaticism can wreck the most inoffensive lives
—— Mail on SundayI've recorded all the Jeeves books, and I can tell you this: it's like singing Mozart. The perfection of the phrasing is a physical pleasure. I doubt if any writer in the English language has more perfect music
—— Simon CallowThe greatest comic writer ever
—— Douglas AdamsWodehouse was quite simply the Bee's Knees. And then some
—— Joseph ConnollyI constantly find myself drooling with admiration at the sublime way Wodehouse plays with the English language
—— Simon BrettQuite simply, the master of comic writing at work
—— Jane MooreTo pick up a Wodehouse novel is to find oneself in the presence of genius - no writer has ever given me so much pure enjoyment
—— John Julius NorwichCompulsory reading for anyone who has a pig, an aunt - or a sense of humour!
—— Lindsey DavisThe funniest writer ever to put words to paper
—— Hugh LaurieP.G. Wodehouse should be prescribed to treat depression. Cheaper, more effective than valium and far, far more addictive
—— Olivia WilliamsMy only problem with Wodehouse is deciding which of his enchanting books to take to my desert island
—— Ruth Dudley EdwardsThe Wodehouse wit should be registered at Police HQ as a chemical weapon
—— Kathy LetteWitty and effortlessly fluid. His books are laugh-out-loud funny
—— Arabella WeirP.G. Wodehouse wrote the best English comic novels of the century
—— Sebastian FaulksSublime comic genius
—— Ben EltonWodehouse's idyllic world can never stale. He will continue to release future generations from captivity that may be more irksome than our own. He has made a world for us to live in and delight in
—— Evelyn Waugh
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