Hiroko Oyamada

Apr 17, 2024 | sheerluxe.com | Marian Keyes |Kirsty Capes |Daisy Goodwin |Hiroko Oyamada

/ 17 April 2024 If you’re after a new read, we’ve rounded up the best books out there – from highly anticipated debuts to non-fiction page-turners… All products on this page have been selected by our editorial team, however we may make commission on some products. My Favourite Mistake By Marian Keyes Hot on the heels of the return of Rachel Walsh in Again, Rachel, Marian Keyes is back with another Walsh family novel.

Mar 18, 2024 | electricliterature.com | Helen Oyeyemi |Hiroko Oyamada |David Boyd |Jo Lou

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Dec 1, 2023 | literaryreview.co.uk | Hiroko Oyamada

Working as back-office staff for a car company based in Hiroshima, Hiroko Oyamada once mistook a used printer cartridge for a cormorant. That single episode inspired her to quit her job and write The Factory. Originally published in Japanese in 2013, it was her first novel, though it is not the first one to be translated into English.

Sep 19, 2023 | electricliterature.com | Hiroko Oyamada |David Boyd |Samanta Schweblin |Megan McDowell

I enjoy fiction that has a vaguely menacing atmosphere. Narratives with the threat of death looming over the characters, and they either are not able to identify the source or they do but face enormous difficulty reconciling their fears. This threat can manifest as ghostly projections of the characters’ unstable mental state. They might see or hear something that isn’t really there and then experience intense loneliness or paranoia due to their limited perspective.

Sep 18, 2023 | electricliterature.com | Hiroko Oyamada |David Boyd |Yoko Ogawa |Stephen Snyder

Reading Lists In these books, worlds themselves are the agents of change and wielders of power If a dystopia is a place where everyone, or at least someone, lives in abject misery and terror, then most cows, fishes, forests, and humans, right now, today, are living in completely non-imaginary dystopias. The human species’ ravenous egocentrism is the landfill on which such hells are built. The landfill, in turn, consists of dregs of a crumbling but toxic myth; that tall and ancient tale...