Marlon James, A brief History of Seven Killings – WINNER OF THE MAN BOOKER PRIZE 2015.

1976 Seven gunmen storm Bob Marley’s house, machine guns blazing. The reggae superstar survives, but the gunmen are never caught. From the acclaimed author of The Book of Night Women comes a dazzling display of masterful storytelling exploring this near-mythic event. Spanning three decades and crossing continents, A Brief History of Seven Killings chronicles the lives of a host of unforgettable characters – slum kids, one-night stands, drug lords, girlfriends, gunmen, journalists, and even the CIA. Gripping and inventive, ambitious and mesmerising, A Brief History of Seven Killings is one of the most remarkable and extraordinary novels of the twenty-first century. (Book Depository)

Jonathan Franzen, Purity

Pip (s9780007532766hort for Purity, and Franzen’s nod to Dickens’s Great Expectations) is 24, living in a squat in Oakland, California, with $130,000 in student loans outstanding. She is a member of the working poor, with an uneasy sense of comfort that comes from her closeness to her mother. Her father’s identity is a mystery; her mother has changed her name. Pip is drawn into a complicated world of internet secrets, hidden identities and surprising sexual encounters. She travels to Bolivia to be an intern at The Sunlight Pro
ject, the brainchild of East German-born Andreas Wolf, a seductive man who knows more about her than she realises. In Franzen’s latest, he sets up an intricate hall of mirrors to reflect the treacherous nature of intimate relationships, office interactions and political alliances. And Pip learns just how dangerous seeking the truth can be. (Credit: Farrar, Straus & Giroux)

Bill Clegg, Did You Ever Have a Family9780224102353

This first novel arrives with a shout, already longlisted for the Man Booker Prize. Clegg opens with a horrific tragedy. The guests who show up at June’s house in Connecticut expecting a wedding find an “instant and all consuming” fire has killed her daughter the bride, the groom, her ex-husband and her much younger boyfriend. June is the only survivor – a loss so devastating that she says, when questioned, “No one has survived.” She leaves town, not stopping until she reaches the Pacific coast. Clegg tells his story through many voices, each adding a new perspective on what happened and what comes next. “Funny how in a small town like ours things play out, circle back, end up,” muses one villager. Clegg covers the full spectrum of human emotion in this beautifully nuanced story. (Credit: Scout Press)

Hannah Rothschild, The Improbability of Love

 Annie McDee, alone after the disintegration of her long-term relationship and trapped in a dead-end job, is searching for a present for her unsuitable lover in a neglected second-hand shop. Within the jumble of junk and tack, a grimy painting catches her eye. Leaving the store with the picture after spending her meagre savings, she prepares an elaborate dinner for two, only to be stood up, 9781408862445the gift gathering dust on her mantelpiece. But every painting has a story – and if it could speak, what would it tell us? For Annie has stumbled across ‘The Improbability of Love’, a lost masterpiece by Antoine Watteau, one of the most influential French painters of the eighteenth century. Soon Annie is drawn unwillingly into the art world, and finds herself pursued by a host of interested parties that would do anything to possess her picture. For an exiled Russian oligarch, an avaricious Sheika, a desperate auctioneer, an unscrupulous dealer and several others, the painting symbolises their greatest hopes and fears. In her search for the painting’s true identity, Annie will uncover the darkest secrets of European history – and in doing so, she will learn more about herself, opening up to the possibility of falling in love again. Irreverent, witty and sharply sweet, The Improbability of Love explores the confusion and turmoil of life and the complexities of love, loss and hurt – revealing the lows to which human nature can stoop and the heights to which the soul can soar. (Credit: Book Depository)

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