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May 23, 2012
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Novelist Enright writes books in different places »

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I don’t write two books in the same place. I seem to have settled on a chair that I write. I’m very happy with it.

Anne Enright, interview with The Independent (London, UK), May 5, 2012.

Choose a favourite author, and say why you admire her/him

Alice Munro. It’s difficult to sum up why in one sentence. She’s the kind of writer who lasts for a lifetime. I’ve been reading her for 30 years and she is as relevant, or more relevant, as she was when I started out.

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May 18, 2012
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Currently reading

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Apr 5, 2012
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ANNE ENRIGHT IS COMING TO NEW YORK CITY
April 19 - McNally Jackson - 7PM (in conversation with Meghan O’Rourke)April 20 - KGB Bar - 7PM
Anne Enright is the author of two volumes of stories and four novels, including The Gathering, which won the 2007 Man Booker Prize, and The Forgotten Waltz. Her most recent book is Making Babies: Stumbling Into Motherhood. She lives in Dublin, Ireland.
(Photo by Derek Speirs for the New York Times)

This makes me so sad. I don’t think she’ll ever visit my country. :(

wwnorton:

ANNE ENRIGHT IS COMING TO NEW YORK CITY

April 19 - McNally Jackson - 7PM (in conversation with Meghan O’Rourke)
April 20 - KGB Bar - 7PM

Anne Enright is the author of two volumes of stories and four novels, including The Gathering, which won the 2007 Man Booker Prize, and The Forgotten Waltz. Her most recent book is Making Babies: Stumbling Into Motherhood. She lives in Dublin, Ireland.

(Photo by Derek Speirs for the New York Times)

This makes me so sad. I don’t think she’ll ever visit my country. :(


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Nov 2, 2011
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W. W. Norton: Love Is Like A Cigarette »

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I loved Conor then. I really did love him, and all the versions of him I had invented, in those houses, in my head, I loved them all. And I loved some essential thing too; the sense of him I carried around with me, which was confirmed each time I saw him, or a few strange seconds later. We knew each other. Our real life was in some shared head space; our bodies were just the place we used to play. Maybe that’s the way lovers should be - not these besotted fuck-witted strangers that are myself and Seán, these actors in a bare room.

Desperate to have this book!


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Oct 27, 2011
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The reader has a choice of three books: one is about a woman who falls in love; the second is about a woman who falls in love catastrophically because that is what love is; and then the third is about an adulteress and a liar and a home-wrecker and a man-stealer.

Anne Enright describes three ways readers can approach her new novel The Forgotten Waltz and how it depends on their own life experience and personal morality in this interview with The Paris Review. (via wwnorton)

Gosh. Gino and I cannot wait to read this book.


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Oct 18, 2011
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Booker Prize winner Anne Enright returns this month with The Forgotten Waltz, a wry novel of passion and infidelity. She came all the way from Ireland to Bookish HQ and gave us insights about working in television, writing fiction, and which one put her flat on her back.

(via Anne Enright on Writing, TV, and Her “Very Private Breakdown” | Bookish Staff Blog)

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Jul 5, 2011
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I love my friends.

I love my friends.


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Nov 8, 2010
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There are so few people given us to love. I want to tell my daughters this, that each time you fall in love it is important, even at nineteen. Especially at nineteen. And if you can, at nineteen, count the people you love on one hand, you will not, at forty, have run out of fingers on the other. There are so few people given us to love and they all stick.

— Veronica Hagerty in Anne Enright’s The Gathering


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Nov 5, 2010
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"I do not know the truth, or I do not know how to tell the truth. All I have are stories, night thoughts, the sudden convictions that uncertainty spawns. All I have are ravings, more like. She loved him! I say. She must have loved him! I wait for the kind of sense that dawn makes, when you have not slept. I stay downstairs while the family breathes above me and I write it down, I lay them out in nice sentences, all my clean, white bones.”

"I do not know the truth, or I do not know how to tell the truth. All I have are stories, night thoughts, the sudden convictions that uncertainty spawns. All I have are ravings, more like. She loved him! I say. She must have loved him! I wait for the kind of sense that dawn makes, when you have not slept. I stay downstairs while the family breathes above me and I write it down, I lay them out in nice sentences, all my clean, white bones.”


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Oct 16, 2010
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National Book Store held its warehouse sale last week, and while most books on sale were self-help, reference materials, and novels that don’t sit well with my taste, I managed to find these from the pile. Four books for only P120 (that’s roughly $3), isn’t it great??

National Book Store held its warehouse sale last week, and while most books on sale were self-help, reference materials, and novels that don’t sit well with my taste, I managed to find these from the pile. Four books for only P120 (that’s roughly $3), isn’t it great??