Yeats Is Dead!

Zusatztext “A great romp of a read.” –John Banville “Hilarious. . . . Filled with sharp vignettes amid the bedlam.” – Washington Post “If you’ve ever wondered! as I have! just how much fun fifteen Irishmen can have while sober! Yeats Is Dead! provides the answer.” –Richard Russo! author of Empire Falls Informationen zum Autor Edited by Joseph O'Connor Klappentext Roddy Doyle, Conor McPherson, Gene Kerrigan, Gina Moxley, Marian Keyes, Anthony Cronin, Owen O'Neill, Hugo Hamilton, Joseph O'Connor, Tom Humphries, Pauline McLynn, Charlie O'Neill, Donal O'Kelly, Gerard Stembridge, and Frank McCourt Fifteen of Ireland's brightest and most entertaining authors came together to benefit Amnesty International-resulting in this raucous, raunchy, and diabolically entertaining mulligan stew of a novel. Yeats is Dead! is an elaborate mystery centered around the search for something more valuable and precious than anything else in Ireland-an unpublished manuscript by James Joyce. A madcap chase ensues, spiced with the shenanigans of a spectacular array of characters: a sadistic sergeant with the unlikely name of Andy Andrews; a urinal paddy salesman; and the unforgettable Mrs. Bloom, a woman "who had tried everything but drew the line at honesty.” Gratuitously violent and completely hilarious, Yeats is Dead! is an out-of-control tale of lust and literature that packs big laughs and an even bigger body count. Leseprobe Chapter one "I think he was dead before I shot him." "I beg your pardon?" said Roberts. "I think he was dead," said Nestor. "Already. Before . . . you know." Roberts looked down at the dead man. "He was talking to me," Roberts said. "He was right in the middle of a fucking sentence." "But." "'Tell her I'll have it by . . .' if I recall it correctly." "But." "And now," said Roberts, "we'll never know what he was going to say. Tonight? Christmas? The light of the silvery moon? Holy Jesus, what a mess." "But," said Nestor. "Yes?" snapped Roberts. "He went really pale, like, and he"--Nestor grabbed his left tit--"Well, he . . ." "Clutched?" Roberts offered. "Yeah," said Nestor. "He clutched his chest." "He had a heart attack. Is that what you're telling me?" "Yeah," said Nestor. "He looked terrible. His face. I've seen it before. I've a cousin." "Who had a heart attack." "Yeah." "And he looked just like that." "Yeah." "And he's still alive." "Yeah." "Oh good," said Roberts. "Maybe our friend here will stand up in a minute and shake himself. But hang on, though. You didn't shoot your cousin, sure you didn't?" "Well no." "And why would you have?" said Roberts. "Sure, he's your cousin." ". . . I," said Nestor. And then Roberts hit him. Hard. "What'll I do with you?" Roberts said. And he hit him again, another almost friendly whack across the ear, harmless but for the car keys clasped between his fingers. Nestor ducked away to a corner. He knocked over a pouffe and the mug of tea perched on it, placed there by the dead man four, five minutes before, just as Roberts had knocked on his door and walked in with Nestor. "That'll stain," said Roberts. The rug, the shaggy fleece of a synthetic sheep, was already soaking up the tea. Roberts took the centre pages from the Daily Mirror beside the pouffe and placed then gently over the stain. He patted the paper. "So," he said. Nestor was examining his ear. His right hand was still holding the gun. He drew back his head and nutted the wall. It clanged. The dead man's home was made of tin. In a field near Courtown or Skerries it would have been a mobile home. Here, in the filthy backyard of a ruined cottage on the edge of the very edge of Dublin, it was a sha...

Détails du produit

• Auteurs: Joseph Connor, O&apos, Joseph O'Connor
• Collaboration: Joseph O'Connor (Editeur)
• Edition: Vintage USA
• Langues: Anglais
• Format d'édition: Livre Broché
• Sortie: 11.06.2002
• EAN: 9780375727566
• ISBN: 978-0-375-72756-6
• Pages: 272
• Dimensions: 133 mm x 203 mm x 13 mm
• Catégorie: Littérature > Suspense