McGlue: A Novella

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Count a blessing, McGlue. Next stop’s Mac Harbour, where we ought to just set you right down with the rest of the cons.”

Martin, of Penrith Street, Birkenhead, and Glass, of Conway Drive, Birkenhead, both admitted possessing a firearm without a certificate. Without Johnson around to have look-aftering, and all these mates down on me as a killer, I miss the rum. I am beginning to hear what they say I’ve done. Fag says I should lay here quietly and pray. I tell him I’m thirsty. I flip the blanket down and lift my johns. Kim: I agree with Brian about what inspires sympathy. Awful to feel rejected by your mother as a kid and then to lose an older brother unexpectedly.Freytet, P. & Verrecchia, E.P. ( 2002) Lacustrine and palustrine carbonate petrography: an overview. J. Paleolimnol., 27, 221– 237.

Vesta in her solitude soon conjures up a note writer she calls Blake, whom she thinks of as “the shaggy blond boy on the skateboard”, the kind a mother must chide. “Blake, clean your room. Blake, don’t be late for dinner.” She veers between conjuring complex lives for Blake and Magda and going on rambles with Charlie in the woods, dancing with Charlie in the kitchen, and wondering if she shares a mind with Charlie. Which leads her to deep thoughts such as: “I wondered what the mind was, actually.”

February 2016

Short-fiction genius Ottessa Moshfegh’s first novel is a gorgeously sordid story of love and murder on the high seas and in reeky corners of mid-nineteenth-century New York and points North. McGlue is a wonderwork of virtuoso prose and truths that will make you squirm and concur.” GARY LUTZ Amanda: You did such a masterful job of creating the narrator’s voice that I felt as hungover and brain-damaged as him … This book was an experience … I feel a little silly asking what actually happened just because I’m not sure I got it … Did Johnson ask McGlue to kill him?