A Girl Is a Half-Formed Thing
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Narrated by:
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Eimear McBride
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By:
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Eimear McBride
About this listen
ONE OF THE SUNDAY TIMES' '25 BEST NOVELS OF THE 21ST CENTURY'
Eimear McBride's award-winning debut is an unforgettable novel from a major new literary talent.
A Girl is a Half-formed Thing tells the story of a young woman's relationship with her brother, and the long shadow cast by his childhood brain tumour. It is a shocking and intimate insight into the thoughts, feelings and chaotic sexuality of a vulnerable and isolated protagonist. The author's spellbinding reading illuminates every nuance of the text with feeling and sympathy.
The listener enters the narrator's head, experiencing her world first hand. This isn't always comfortable - but it is always a revelation
WINNER OF THE BAILEYS WOMEN'S PRIZE FOR FICTION, 2014; WINNER OF THE DESMOND ELLIOTT PRIZE, 2014
KERRY GROUP IRISH NOVEL OF THE YEAR AWARD, 2014; WINNER OF THE GOLDSMITHS PRIZE, 2014
©2013 Eimear McBride (P)2014 Faber AudioCritic reviews
Ingenious writing- disturbing yet fascinating
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Restores faith in the possibility of originality and brilliance. Moving, vivid, compassionate, extraordinarily insightful. And outstandingly read by the author.
Genius
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authentic work.
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Disturbing, compulsive
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I have never read a book quite so triggering or that made me feel so physically sick. I pushed through, but several times I wanted to stop for feeling so nauseated, yet so compelled to read on that I lay in bed till the afternoon listening, ignoring my To Do list, and eventually putting it all off till next day, emotionally battered by the experience.
When he apologised to his mam and sister, the tears sprang to my eyes with such hot, sudden physical pain that I had to squeeze my eyes shut, and rub them.
This is written in a staccato way that is so totally unlike anything I have ever read, yet so universally understood and empathised by women, or maybe all humans - I can't speak for men - it is truly a work of an exceptional writer, and utterly worthy of the Women's Prize for Fiction. Yet nothing could compel me to read it a second time. I still have the lump in my throat 4 hours later.
Visceral & triggering
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