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The Catalan modern classic, first published in 1985, now in its 50th edition, for the first time in English. The beginning of the 20th century: 13-year-old Conxa leaves her home village in the Pyrenees to work for her childless aunt. After years of hardship she finds love with Jaume - a love that will be thwarted by the Spanish Civil War. Approaching her own death, Conxa looks back on a life in which she has lost everything except her own indomitable spirit. Why Peirene chose to publish this book: 'I fell in love with Conxa's narrative voice, its stoic calmness and the complete lack of anger and bitterness. It's a timeless voice, down to earth and full of human contradictory nuances. It's the expression of someone who searches for understanding in a changing world but senses that ultimately there may be no such thing.’ Meike Ziervogel 'Sparse and haunting.’ Katy Guest, Independent 'The compression is so deft, the young narrator's voice so strong, so particular, her straightforward evocation of the hard labour and rare pleasures of mountain life . . . so vibrant, that it makes me want to take scissors to everything else I read.’ Richard Lea, Guardian 'A Pyrenean life told in a quietly effective voice.’ Daniel Hahn, Independent 'There is an understated power in Barbal’s depiction of how the forces of history can shape the life of the powerless.’ Adrian Turpin, Financial Times 'A masterpiece of world literature and a shining example of the virtuosity of elegant and concise prose.’ Pam Norfolk, Lancashire Evening Post 'Air-tight believability.’ Matthew Tree, Times Literary Supplement INDEPENDENT BOOKS OF THE YEAR 2010 FOYLES BOOKS OF THE YEAR 2010… (més)
No s'ha dit prou, no se n'ha escrit prou dels horrors que van esdevenir durant i després del cop d'estat i de l'aixecament militar del 18 de juliol del 1936. Fets que van segar la pau i la vida de moltes famílies, a qui d'una revolada se'ls va estroncar la felicitat, la il·lusió, l'alegria, les ganes de viure, car a pesar de la duresa de la vida a pagès emmarcada a la novel·la, sempre quedaven aquells petits moments que tan bé ens relata Maria Barbal, moments que van morir per sempre en el cor d'aquells que van sobreviure físicament però que anímicament van començar a morir. També ens relata molt bé com aquells qui van patir la mort i la revenja a les seves carns, van haver de patir també les acusacions de culpabilitat, ja que els propis criminals els feien responsables d'allò que els havia succeït. Avui, any 2021 aquestes veus acusadores continuen ressonant. Hom no aprèn res de la Història. ( )
Es veia prou que a casa érem molts. I devia de sobrar algú.
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When we talked about such matters the same thing always happened to me. A thick fog came over my brain and from there it passed to my heart. It left me frozen and in the dark. I was made to know what I saw, to speak about what I felt. I didn't know anything outside of Pallarès or Montsent or Ermita. I'd heard of Barcelona, of the sea, even of Madrid, of the King. It all seemed to me like one of those stories my father used to tell round the fire. I didn't believe all that really existed. I thought it was a trick, like Soledat Estevet having a claim to the throne of England. Perhaps that was why when I saw Jaume's eyes shining as he spoke of these strange things, the ground beneath me moved and I couldn't find true north. Instead of me guiding the animals, it felt like they were leading me. At moments like this, Jaume and I were as different as night and day, and that difference made me tremble more than when he left to go away for a whole week's work.
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Barcelona, per a mi, és una cosa molt bona. És l'últim graó abans del cementiri.
The Catalan modern classic, first published in 1985, now in its 50th edition, for the first time in English. The beginning of the 20th century: 13-year-old Conxa leaves her home village in the Pyrenees to work for her childless aunt. After years of hardship she finds love with Jaume - a love that will be thwarted by the Spanish Civil War. Approaching her own death, Conxa looks back on a life in which she has lost everything except her own indomitable spirit. Why Peirene chose to publish this book: 'I fell in love with Conxa's narrative voice, its stoic calmness and the complete lack of anger and bitterness. It's a timeless voice, down to earth and full of human contradictory nuances. It's the expression of someone who searches for understanding in a changing world but senses that ultimately there may be no such thing.’ Meike Ziervogel 'Sparse and haunting.’ Katy Guest, Independent 'The compression is so deft, the young narrator's voice so strong, so particular, her straightforward evocation of the hard labour and rare pleasures of mountain life . . . so vibrant, that it makes me want to take scissors to everything else I read.’ Richard Lea, Guardian 'A Pyrenean life told in a quietly effective voice.’ Daniel Hahn, Independent 'There is an understated power in Barbal’s depiction of how the forces of history can shape the life of the powerless.’ Adrian Turpin, Financial Times 'A masterpiece of world literature and a shining example of the virtuosity of elegant and concise prose.’ Pam Norfolk, Lancashire Evening Post 'Air-tight believability.’ Matthew Tree, Times Literary Supplement INDEPENDENT BOOKS OF THE YEAR 2010 FOYLES BOOKS OF THE YEAR 2010
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