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Discover the new novel from the author of TikTok sensation My Year of Rest and Relaxation. In a village in a medieval fiefdom, a motherless shepherd boy finds himself the unlikely pivot in a power struggle that puts faith to a savage test. Little Marek, the abused and delusional son of the village shepherd, never knew his mother; his father told him she died in childbirth. One of life's few consolations for Marek is his enduring bond with the blind village midwife, Ina, who suckled him when he was a baby, as she did so many of the village's children. Ina's gifts extend beyond childcare: she possesses a unique ability to communicate with the natural world. For some people, Ina's home in the woods outside of the village is a place to fear. Among their number is Father Barnabas, the town priest and lackey for the lord and governor, Villiam, whose hilltop manor contains a secret embarrassment of riches. The people's desperate need to believe that there are powers that be who have their best interests at heart is put to a cruel test by Villiam and the priest, especially in this year of record drought and famine. But when fate brings Marek into violent proximity to the lord's family, new and occult forces upset the old order. By year's end, the veil between blindness and sight, life and death, the natural world and the spirit world, will prove to be very thin indeed.

'When I'd slept enough, I'd be okay. I'd be renewed, reborn.' This is the story of a woman with no name. Young, thin, pretty, a recent Columbia graduate, she lives in an apartment on the Upper East Side of Manhattan paid for, like everything else, by her inheritance. Yet she longs to lose herself completely. It's the year 2000 in a city aglitter with wealth and possibility; what could be so terribly wrong? My Year of Rest and Relaxation is a savagely funny novel of a woman looking out from the abyss. Meet ten of literature's most iconic heroines, jacketed in bold portraits by female photographers from around the world.

Když rok prospím, probudím se šťastná? Černohumorný román oceňované americké autorky. New York roku 2000: šestadvacetileté vypravěčce život zdánlivě rozdal ty nejlepší karty. Je krásná, štíhlá a blond, absolventka Kolumbijské univerzity, pracuje v cool galerii, má k dispozici tučné dědictví a byt na Manhattanu. Přesto jí něco schází – a tak si nechává předepisovat koktejl nejrůznějších léků od nejhorší psychiatričky v dějinách literatury a usilovně pracuje na své roční „hibernaci“. Pod vrstvou neodolatelného, občas bláznivě komického a jindy absurdně vypointovaného černého humoru klade autorka vážnější otázky po nalezení smyslu v rychlém a náročném světě, kde si můžete dovolit vše, pokud při tom skvěle vypadáte a nepřestanete se usmívat.

Môže jedna mŕtvola súvisieť s podstatou literatúry? Na prechádzke so psom nájde Vesta v lese pod kameňom rukou napísaný odkaz: „Volala sa Magda. Nikto nikdy nezistí, kto ju zabil. Nebol som to ja. Tu je jej mŕtve telo.“ Nijaké telo naokolo nevidieť. Je otrasená. V meste je nová, prišla sem po smrti manžela a nikoho nepozná. Riešenie záhady sa pre ňu stáva novým koníčkom. Bez toho, aby sa mala o čo oprieť, vytvára zoznam podozrivých a skúma možné motívy zločinu. Vestine domnienky o smrti ženy začínajú postupne nadobúdať reálne kontúry a tajomná hmla nad prípadom sa rozplýva, až kým na povrch nevyplávajú temné súvislosti s jej vlastnou minulosťou. Román Smrť v jej rukách je brilantnou zmesou napätia a čierneho humoru. Pri jeho pozornom čítaní môžeme prísť na to, že príbehy, ktoré sme sa naučili rozprávať o vlastných životoch, nemusia byť úplne pravdivé.

Prečo by naša hrdinka nemala byť šťastná? Veď je mladá, pekná, nedávno skončila univerzitu, dostala dobré miesto v galérii a býva vo vlastnom byte na Manhattane, ktorý zaplatila z dedičstva. Napriek tomu v jej srdci zostáva temné prázdno. Asi to nebude len smrťou rodičov, sadistickým putom s najlepšou kamarátkou či nefungujúcim vzťahom s priateľom z Wall Street. Je predsa rok 2000 a ona žije v meste neobmedzených možností. Čo také strašné by sa tu mohlo stať? Môj rok pokoja a odpočinku prináša naozaj vyčerpávajúcu odpoveď. V rozprávaní s nebezpečnou dávkou sedatív a irónie nám americká spisovateľka Ottessa Moshfegh vysvetľuje, aké dôležité je hľadať zmysel života v rýchlom a náročnom svete, kde záleží predovšetkým na tých nepodstatných veciach.

A shocking, hilarious and strangely tender novel about a young woman's experiment in narcotic hibernation, aided and abetted by one of the worst psychiatrists in the annals of literature. Our narrator has many of the advantages of life, on the surface. Young, thin, pretty, a recent Columbia graduate, she lives in an apartment on the Upper East Side of Manhattan paid for, like everything else, by her inheritance. But there is a vacuum at the heart of things, and it isn't just the loss of her parents in college, or the way her Wall Street boyfriend treats her, or her sadomasochistic relationship with her alleged best friend. It's the year 2000 in a city aglitter with wealth and possibility; what could be so terribly wrong?This story of a year spent under the influence of a truly mad combination of drugs, designed to heal us from our alienation from this world, shows us how reasonable, even necessary, that alienation sometimes is. Blackly funny, both merciless and compassionate - dangling its legs over the ledge of 9/11 - this novel is a showcase for the gifts of one of America's major young writers working at the height of her powers.

The debut short story collection by the author of Eileen, shortlisted for the Man Booker Prize 2016. There’s something eerily unsettling about Ottessa Moshfegh’s stories, something almost dangerous while also being delightful – and often even weirdly hilarious. Her characters are all unsteady on their feet; all yearning for connection and betterment, in very different ways, but each of them seems destined to be tripped up by their own baser impulses. What makes these stories so moving is the emotional balance that Moshfegh achieves – the way she exposes the limitless range of self-deception that human beings can employ while, at the same time, infusing the grotesque and outrageous with tenderness and compassion. The flesh is weak; the timber is crooked; people are cruel to each other, and stupid, and hurtful, but beauty comes from strange sources, and the dark energy surging through these stories is oddly and powerfully invigorating. Moshfegh has been compared to Flannery O’Connor, Jim Thompson, Shirley Jackson and Patricia Highsmith but her voice and her mastery of language and tone are unique. One of the most gifted and exciting young writers in America, she shows us uncomfortable things, and makes us look at them forensically – until we find, suddenly, that we are really looking at ourselves.

This book was shortlisted for the Man Booker Prize 2016. It was shortlisted for the Gordon Burn Prize 2016 and shortlisted for the CWA New Blood Dagger Award 2016. It was also selected as a Book of the Year 2016 in The Times, Observer and Daily Telegraph. "Fully lives up to the hype. A taut psychological thriller, rippled with comedy as black as a raven's wing, Eileen is effortlessly stylish and compelling." (Robert Douglas-Fairhurst, The Times). The Christmas season offers little cheer for Eileen Dunlop. Trapped between caring for her alcoholic father and her job as a secretary at the boys' prison, she tempers her dreary days with dreams of escaping to the big city. In the meantime, her nights and weekends are filled with shoplifting and cleaning up her increasingly deranged father's messes. When the beautiful, charismatic Rebecca Saint John arrives on the scene as the new counsellor at the prison, Eileen is enchanted, unable to resist what appears to be a miraculously budding friendship. But soon, Eileen's affection for Rebecca will pull her into a crime that far surpasses even her own wild imagination.