Bücher von Graham Swift

An intensely moving and beautifully written new novel from the Booker-prize winning author of Last Orders and Waterland

Jeder stirbt für sich alleinEin Frühlingsmorgen Ende der achtziger Jahre. Jack ist tot, und seine Freunde Ray, der Versicherungen verkauft, obwohl er lieber Jockey geworden wäre, Vic, der Leichenbestatter, der Gemüsehändler Lenny sowie Jacks angenommener Sohn Vince treffen sich in ihrer Stammkneipe im Süden Londons: Sie wollen Jack seinen letzten Wunsch erfüllen. In Vinces Mercedes fahren sie nach Margate, um dort vom Pier Jacks Asche ins Meer zu streuen. Der Ausflug durch Kent wird für die Männer zu einer Reise in die Vergangenheit. Swifts bewegtes Hologramm einer Freundschaft ist zugleich ein subtiles Zeit- und Gesellschaftsporträt.

As a novelist, Graham Swift delights in the possibilities of the human voice, imagining his way into the minds and hearts of an extraordinary range of characters.

'An admirable collection. Each story has its subtle nuances of narrative and language which established a quite distinct character. A most impressive work of fiction' The Times Graham Swift's taut prose style, natural gift for characterization and tight grasp of the details and complexities of real life combine beautifully in these concentrated and enigmatic stories to offer an incisive expose of the illusion, subterfuge and enigma of everyday interaction. Focusing on the combative relationships between men and women - between a mismatched couple; an ageing doctor and his hypochondriacal patient; a teenage refugee swept up in the conflict of an oppressively sentimental father and his rebellious son - these spare, Kafkaesque stories are a microcosm for all human cruelty and need. 'Graham Swift . . . has a wide range; he can be delicately sensitive or outrageously funny. He is a born storyteller' Daily Telegraph 'He has style and he has range, and quiet strengths that are continuously and effortlessly displayed. Graham Swift should be read by everyone with an interest in the art of the short story' Evening Standard