David Mitchell: Black Swan Green

This reader wondered a bit why would Jason, the narrator, wanted to look back and relive his months as a thirteen-year-old in a small village in the nineteen eighties. Especially with school and its bullies, his own family gradually breaking up, and stammering always somewhere near, almost having a life of its own. And being a poet on top of all that. Mitchell is a very good, fluent writer, his text a pleasure to read, and any hiccups on the way are ignored easily, although I suspect a few of his experiences are a bit closer to home to a male reader. “It’s not the end”, are the final words, yes, by the book’s end life is opening up for Jason, his stammering disappearing and new discoveries made. For example, with the the French book in his pocket, Le Grand Meaules.

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