
This new expanded edition of the widely praised biography of the Booker Prize-winning author JG Farrell is timely. His literary achievement is still in the ascendent as proved by the posthumous award in 2010 of the ' Lost' Booker for ' Troubles' decided by international e-vote. That made him a double Booker winner & the publicity given to his renowned Empire Trilogy novels has left the general reading public wanting to know more. Lavinia Greacen has uncovered fresh material & additional photographs since the publication of the first edition shedding further light on Farrell's short life & tragic death as well as the development of his writing career. The result is a fascinating & compelling story about the man described by the latest Estudios Irlandeses as 'one of the English language's most accomplished & enigmatic figures'. The life of the novelist J.G. Farrell (1935
- 1979) is almost stranger than fiction. He was a schoolboy sporting hero struck down by polio a dedicated writer living on a shoestring who was awarded the Booker Prize in 1973 & with his literary reputation secure & a newly-converted house on the scenic west Cork coastline he was drowned at the age of 44 while fishing from rocks nearby. This expanded biography interweaving letters & interviews from sources previously unknown tells the moving story of his peripatetic life. It ranges from his childhood in Ireland to public school & university in England; from his base in London where most of his novels took shape to extended stays in France & the United States & to periods spent in Mexico India Vietnam & Singapore. Readers will discover that Farrell's celebrated Empire Trilogy which
Includes:: Troubles The Siege of Krishnapur & The Singapore Grip reflects his own travels & personal experiences as well as his unique wit & imagination. This biography reveals the very private man behind the celebrated literary novelist. ' After reading it' wrote Gerald Dawe Senior Lecturer in English at Trinity College Dublin 'I felt not only that I knew J.G. Farrell but that I too mourned his loss as if he were a friend.'