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The Love Song Of The Dying Sperm Whale (2021)
Tom Quinn’s novel is a wide-ranging interrogation of desire and love in their many varied scenes and moods. It recounts the lovelife of its protagonist from early childhood to mature middle-age. It embraces desire, love, transcendence, but also separation, loss, heartbreak, grief and despair. It presents the anatomy of being in love and its consequences. It takes the reader on a lifelong journey where love is everything, and where the end of love is the end of all. It is the life story of a lovelife. It contains some of the most powerful and moving descriptions of being in love and out of love the reader will ever encounter.
The Lamp for Lovers (2021)
“She had been the happiest days of his life, his brightest dream… She was his Eden vanished, his Paradise lost, his Golden Age over, and her beauty had drained out of his life like light drained from a sky of stars, leaving only darkness… The void she left when she took her light away would remain an island of exile within him… Oh, Molly, why did you go? And why don’t you return? To shine on me…”
Tom Quinn’s lyrical novella is part guide book, part reminiscence, part fiction, and all love letter to Paris. It is a whirlwind of characters, scenes, moods, and stories, mainly love stories. At its heart is a stunningly original love story moving towards a beautiful and transcendent culmination. Paris remains a backdrop to it all, as James Joyce said, like “a lamp for lovers, in the wood of the world”. This novella tells the story of the “Lamp for Lovers”.
Letters to Therese (2020)
“Isn’t it wonderful that no matter where we are in the world we still see the same stars?… You said it to me once. And I’ve always remembered it, always sought those same stars. Always seeking you Therese. As now I seek you through these words. Through my silent letters to you, my voiceless voice… Listen Therese.”
The Islandman (2021)
Like in Connemara, the water was exquisitely cold and made him sigh in its shocking embrace as the green-gold of the waves covered and possessed him. He had been only a short time living on the island and this now felt like a green-golden baptism, an icy inauguration, which he experienced deep down as a bright acceptance of his untoward presence on the edge of his country and his continent, the edge of the western world.