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帝王之子 The Emperor's Children 克萊爾梅索德 Claire Messud 紐約當代小說 歐美文學

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THE
EMPEROR'S
CHILDREN

         
   
A NOVEL
CLAIRE MESSUD

They just keep coming
    
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三個大學同窗好友,一位是知名記者之女、一位製片,與文學評論。三人從家鄉搬到大都會紐約,面對花花世界與卅關卡,一個青黃不接的年齡,交織出一段錯綜複雜、尋求自我認同的故事。繼《當世界太平》之後,在這本全新的傑作當中,一個城市、一個世代,以及現今吾人生活方式,在梅索德筆尖下躍然紙上。

A New York Times Book Review Best Book of the Year

The Emperor's Children is a richly drawn, brilliantly observed novel of fate and fortune—about the intersection in the lives of three friends, now on the cusp of their thirties, making their way—and not—in New York City. In this tour de force, celebrated author Claire Messud brings to life a city, a generation, and the way we live in this moment.


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She loved her house, largely though not only for the history that it held, and she was most partial to the upstairs—the grand, bright bedroom overlooking the street that she had shared with her dear husband, and where, were it not for the hospital, he would have died; the broad hall with its balcony and gleaming banisters; even the faded pink flowered carpet along the floor, with its faint smell of dust, which she knew so intimately that she could locate, in her mind, its gnawed edges, its threadbare patches and its irremovable stains. As she moved from that hallway into her beloved bedroom, worrying about her sullen son (it was the age, she kept telling herself, his and the culture's), she felt she walked into the light: the two large windows cast a shadowless opalescence onto the sprigged wallpaper, the family photos on top of the bureau. Even her discarded stockings, still carrying from yesterday the shape of her solid limbs, appeared outlined in light, luminous. Her hands and her hair, a grayed cloud, had carried up from the kitchen the smell of coffee, and the vents at her ankles pushed a warm wind around the floor. In spite of Bootie, in spite, in spite, in this moment at least, she felt happy: she was not too old to love even the snow.

Judy Tubb made her bed—tidily, smoothing the bottom sheet and removing the stray gray curls from her pillow, then squaring and tucking the top sheet, the mustard wool blanket. She fussed over the bedspread, its evenness on both sides, the plumpness of the pillows beneath its folds. She had no truck with duvets, flimsy and foreign: she liked the weight of a bed made with blankets, and the work of it. She showered, dried, and dressed in the bathroom in the hall—the house was Victorian, and had only the one bathroom in spite of four bedrooms—and emerged in her favorite blush turtleneck beneath the avocado angora cardigan she had knitted last winter. In truth, she had knitted it for her niece, Marina—God only knew why, because they weren't close; except that she loved to knit and had already made a dozen sweaters for her daughter and her grandkids. But it wasn't quite finished in time for Christmas, and somehow she had known, when she opened the gift Marina had sent—a crimson velvet scarf with cutaway flowers in it and silk tasseled fringe, like the shawl of a Victorian madam—she had just known that the sweater wasn't right. She'd sent a Borders gift card instead, and kept the sweater for herself. As for the scarf, there was nowhere in Watertown, New York, that she could wear it—certainly not to teach Geography to the sophomores and juniors at the high school—so she had wrapped it up in tissue and put it in the back of her dresser drawer. The funny thing was, she loved the cardigan as if it had been a precious gift, and she somehow thought of it as a gift from Marina, which made her think more warmly of the girl after all, and which, in a roundabout way, it was.

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■邁克爾.潔娜琳/Michael Genelin
Claire Messud's first novel, When the World Was Steady, and her most book of novellas, The Hunters, were finalists for the PEN/Faulkner Award; her second novel, The Last Life, was a Publishers Weekly Best Book of the Year and Editor's Choice at The Village Voice. All three books were New York Times Notable Books of the Year. She has been awarded a Guggenheim Fellowship, and is the current recipient of the Straus Living Award from the American Academy of Arts and Letters. She lives in Somerville, Massachusetts, with her husband and children.
       
    
作者:克萊爾.梅索德/Claire Messud
版本:Reprint Edition
規格:平裝/Paperback,13 x 20.2 x 3 cm,482頁
出版商:Random House USA Inc
商標:Random House Inc
出版日期:2007年06月26日
語言:英文
ISBN-13:978-0-307-27666-7
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Condition: Fair. Pre-owned title with no missing pages or anything that would compromise the legibility or understanding of the text. All pages are intact, with dust jacket.


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