so i finally finished the butcher boy. it was damn good. of course. i deliberately took a long time to get through it because frankly, i didn’t want to finish it!! i still don’t want it to be over! maybe i’ll write a sequel? heh.
here’s a quote from it:
“Mary had the same face as ma used to have sitting staring into the ashes it was funny that face it slowly grew over the other one until one day you looked and the person you knew was gone. And instead there was a half-ghost sitting there who had only one thing to say: All the beautiful things of this world are lies. They count for nothing in the end.”
i took out from the library another of patrick mccabe’s books – carn. tis good so far, but it’ll take me a long time to read it because work’s in full swing again.