The Lesser Bohemians
A story of first love and redemption, from the author of the multi-award-winning A Girl Is a Half-formed Thing.
An eighteen-year-old girl, recently arrived in London from Ireland, is enrolled in drama school. Innocent, nervous, the youngest in her class, she is eager to make an impression, to do well. She meets a man-older, a well-regarded actor in his own right-and falls for him. But he's haunted by more than a few demons-and their tumultuous relationship might be the undoing of them both.
Set across the bedsits and squats of mid-nineties north London, The Lesser Bohemians is a story of love and innocence, joy and discovery, the grip of the past and the struggle to be new again.
Baileys Women's Prize for Fiction Longlist 2017
Shortlisted for Goldsmiths Prize 2016
'Unforgettable...Eimear McBride is a writer of remarkable power and originality.' --Times Literary Supplement on A Girl is a Half-formed Thing
'My discovery of the year was Eimear McBride's debut novel...in style very similar to Faulkner's The Sound and the Fury, but the broken ellipses never feel like a gimmick or a game.' -- Booker Prizer winner Eleanor Catton on A Girl is a Half-formed Thing Guardian
'She is definitely a genius...Truth-spilling, uncompromising and brilliant prose...An instant classic.' -- Anne Enright on A Girl is a Half-formed Thing Guardian
'A Girl Is a Half-formed Thing is a familiar Irish tale told in transfigured Irish style, a lyrical prose-poem on horror and human endurance that is - astonishingly - neither horrific nor hard to read.' Monthly
'Blazingly daring...[McBride's] prose is a visceral throb, and the sentences run meanings together to produce a kind of compression in which words, freed from the tedious march of sequence, seem to want to merge with one another, as paint and musical notes can. The results are thrilling, and also thrillingly efficient. The language plunges us into the center of experiences that are often raw, unpleasant, frightening, but also vital.' -- James Wood on A Girl is a Half-formed Thing New Yorker