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Children of Violence
A Ripple from the Storm
and Landlocked
Year First Published: 1966
First Published by: Simon and Schuster
Category: Novel
This Edition: American first edition
From the book jacket:
"This may constitute one of the outstanding literary achievements of our time."
So said The New Republic, reviewing the first two novels in the Children of Violence series, published here in 1964.
This ambitious and brilliantly successful portrayal of a woman of our times - her private emotional life, her uneasy relationship to established society, her involvement with the world of ideas and causes - is now continued. The new volumes follow Martha Quest through the 1940s - through the war, a grotesque second marriage, the embracing of Communism, the decision to leave Africa for a new life in England.
Martha herself - a child of violence born at the end of one war, brought up in the atmosphere of preparation for the next - is the center of the novel, drawn with a richness, a seriousness, an irony, that give her the solidity and reality of the great Nineteenth Century novel heroines. Around her, presented with extraordinary density of detail and sureness of touch, lies her world: the underground, exciting, muddled world of the Communist cell that engages Martha through the war and eventually disappoints her; and outside that secret world, the complex, changing society of Anglo-Africa that both fascinates and repels her.
The five novels that comprise Children of Violence - four now published, and the last being written - can of course be read singly. Together, they form an important literary effort, perhaps the essential work by the writer the London Times called not only the best woman novelist we have, but one of the most serious and intelligent and hones writers of the whole postwar generation.
This volume contains books 3 and 4 of the series: Children of Violence
Also see the British Editions:
A Ripple from the Storm
Landlocked
It Never Happened (A Memoir In Meme Form)
= CHAPTER ONE: "TEN YEARS AGO THIS VERY DAY"
"It was pretty much exactly ten years ago this very day -- "
“ . . . It never happened."
"Yes, it did. That was the day that my brother met me for lunch at a casual dining seafood restaurant in Wareham, Massachusetts."
"You are deluded."
"The reason I remember it so well is that -- "
"You lie."
"He played one of his l favorite funny, funny jokes on me. Which was to arrange a meeting and then totally stand me up. Which was super super funny. And then he would completely deny it. The first time he ever did this was in 1979. In Harvard Square."
"You fantasize."
"And I believe that this lunch we had together was the first initial swirl, in what was to be my final -- I was circling the drain. For the last time. I was a horrible person! I was the worst type of person a person could be. Also, I was completely out of my mind. My whole entire life up to this point had been just ...
It Never Happened (A Memoir In Meme Form)
= CHAPTER ONE: "TEN YEARS AGO THIS VERY DAY"
"It was pretty much exactly ten years ago this very day -- "
“ . . . It never happened."
"Yes, it did. That was the day that my brother met me for lunch at a casual dining seafood restaurant in Wareham, Massachusetts."
"You are deluded."
"The reason I remember it so well is that -- "
"You lie."
"He played one of his l favorite funny, funny jokes on me. Which was to arrange a meeting and then totally stand me up. Which was super super funny. And then he would completely deny it. The first time he ever did this was in 1979. In Harvard Square."
"You fantasize."
"And I believe that this lunch we had together was the first initial swirl, in what was to be my final -- I was circling the drain. For the last time. I was a horrible person! I was the worst type of person a person could be. Also, I was completely out of my mind. My whole entire life up to this point had been just one long, endless series of psychotic breaks, one after the other, for f -- "
"You are ...
So It Was Pretty Much Exactly Ten Years Ago This Very Day: A Short Story
“ . . . It never happened."
"Yes, it did. That was the day that my sister met me for lunch at a casual dining seafood restaurant in Wareham, Massachusetts."
"You are deluded."
"The reason I remember it so well is that -- "
"You lie."
"She played one of her l favorite funny tricks on me. Which was to arrange a meeting and then totally stand me up. Which was super super funny. And the she would completely deny it. The first time she ever did this was in 1979. In Harvard Square."
"You fantasize."
"And I believe that this lunch we had together was the first initial swirl, in what was to be my final -- I was circling the drain. For the last time. I was a horrible person! I was the worst type of person a person could be. Also, I was completely out of my mind. My whole entire life up to this point had been just one long, endless series of psychotic breaks, one after the other, for f -- "
"You are manipulative. What is it you really want?"
"And ...