Sometimes you could take, let's say, the tenth chapter and change it with the fourth and it won't make that much difference, until the last chapters. A copy that has been read, but remains in excellent condition. About this Item: Canongate Books Ltd, 1995. I read it in bits and pieces over the holidays, which may have detracted from my enjoyment slightly, however I'll be honest and admit I didn't find the book that enthralling. This book however, embraced me as a reader, and a lover of Wales, despite I got this book from this site as a freebie and I am so grateful It is a masterpiece, to rank alognside Heart of Darkness. I'd love to ask him about that and so much more.
Inscription on the first page, typically just a name but may include a dedication or a brief personal message. For some few readers who lack all heart, all soul, all imagination and all compassion for their fellow men and women, this book will appear to be no more than some boring Welsh bloke going on and on about his boring childhood in boring Wales. Three quarters of the way through the book I lost interest and stopped reading. We are there, with them, living. Set in a Welsh village at the turn of the twentieth century, this semi-autobiographical tale does not paint a picture of pastoral bliss.
A masterpiece, an extraordinary novel, but yet appears to be little known. Spine still tight, in very good condition. We meet, thus, not only the unfortunate Grace Ellen Shoe Shop who, by the way, is refused Communion but, among many others, Johnny Beer Barrel, Bob Milk Cart, Price the School the village teacher , Will Starch Collar and Mister Vincent the Bank. It's really something, a brief small scale book but full of joy, despair, innocence and confusion, narrated by an un-named person looking back at his life in a North Walian mining valley. This book however, embraced me as a reader, and a lover of Wales, despite I got this book from this site as a freebie and I am so gratefulIt is a masterpiece, to rank alognside Heart of Darkness. .
On the whole, I think not. Much of it is actually very funny, though often in a dark sort of way. Simultaneously, however, the writing style put me off; although sections of the book were poignant, as a whole it felt rather incoherent and jumbled. At the end of it, I felt like the narrative was certainly the bigger charm of the book. U Caradoga jest to Miasteczko bez nazwy, przy Rzece obok Wzgórza. For many, many others, however, it's a mind-blowing, li As the English translator of this book, I'm probably more than a little biased in my appraisal.
If I can ever make sense of the book's conclusion, I may change my four star rating to five. The frequently invoked moonlight of the title refers to a single evening well after the main events in the story have taken place. But much of the rest of the novel trundles along with the narrator's devotion to his mother, who becomes mad near the close of the action. The novel is remarkable for its early-twentieth-century compassion for mental illness — and not just in the narrative. Sometimes it's just hard to describe why one has enjoyed a book so much, but I guess it's all personal, based on the things we've experienced thus far and the impacts upon our lives. I have traveled to the region were the story is set and Rebecca is set, too , and I can easily relate to it. Caradog Prichard 3 November 1904 — 25 February 1980 was a Welsh and writing in.
This book for me is something new, something different and highly original. Quite a dark story involving a lot of death and narrated by a child. My favorite line: The unnamed narrator and his best friend Huw are discussing their possible futures as clergymen. This book is in good condition but will show signs of previous ownership. Originally written in Welsh, and chosen by my local book club, One Moonlit Night was a strange, fantastic revelation. The characters are driven by their religion, and it pretty much governed their lives. I surprised myself in my enjoyment as, as a foreigner in Wales, I sometimes feel ostracised, and avoid any heightening of that sense.
Scenes of berry picking, school boy crushes and anarchic football games, give way to suicides, violence and madness. This one surprised me with its haunting narrative. Dark as it is at times, Prichard's tragic tale is leavened by humor and illuminated by prose that is lyrical and deeply stirring. For many, many others, however, it's a mind-blowing, life-changing, world-shaking experience akin to being allowed for several hours to stare into the face of God. As he tells his story, he sees everything with the eyes of a child the author is very successful in this , the good and the bad - he tells us about a game of football, then a suicide, then he getting lost in the valleys, the chase of a rapist, etc. For many, many others, however, it's a mind-blowing, li As the English translator of this book, I'm probably more than a little biased in my appraisal.
Sometimes it's just hard to describe why one has enjoyed a book so much, but I guess it's all personal, based on the things we've experienced thus far and the impacts upon our lives. Originally published in 1961, this Welsh-language novel has been eloquently translated into English by Philip Mitchell, perhaps garnering Prichard the wide recognition his novels have long enjoyed in his native land. A jednak Prichard opisuje swoje dzieciństwo z dziwną nutą beztroski. An apparently unread copy in perfect condition. All books are picked, packed and dispatched from the United Kingdom. Though One Moonlit Night has its lighter moments, its story is primarily a sad one: the narrator's mother is sent to an insane asylum; one close friend dies of tuberculosis while another moves away; village men die in the faraway killing fields of the war as the loved ones they leave behind live in unrelenting poverty.
I got this book from this site as a freebie and I am so grateful It is a masterpiece, to rank alognside Heart of Darkness. I'm glad I picked it up as I'd never heard of it before. She just sat by the fire all day reading or knitting stockings. This book however, embraced me as a reader, and a lover of Wales, despite my status as an alien. It is impossible not to love our sweet young narrator as he takes us through one moonlit night and many other memories of days before and after of his life in a Welsh quarry village.
About this Item: New Directions, 1997. Now I read somewhere was it in the Afterword? For some few readers who lack all heart, all soul, all imagination and all compassion for their fellow men and women, this book will appear to be no more than some boring Welsh bloke going on and on about his boring childhood in boring Wales. I fear I should remain rather disappointed at the end. But it's not universal - if you don't care about Wales, I couldn't say the book is a necessary reading even tough it can be fully enjoyed. This book for me is something new, something different and highly original. His father is dead and he lives with his mother. Although Prichard, like McCourt, communicates both humor and heartbreak in consistently haunting prose, his book is less funny than ''Angela's Ashes,'' and its subject matter, notwithstanding McCourt's poignant descriptions of poverty and dying children, both sadder and darker.