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A Time To Dance

Bernard MacLaverty

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English
Vintage
03 December 1999
Bernard Mac Laverty's beautifully turned storeis are full of humour, terse realism and moments of touching or shocking surprise. Nelson plays truant and sees something he wishes he hadn't in the title story, 'A Time to Dance'. In Phonefun Limited Sadie and Agnes, retired prostitutes hit upon an inventive new way of making someone happy with a phone call, while in My Dear Palestrina' a remarkable music teacher initiates her pupil into the mysteries of art and maturity.
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Imprint:   Vintage
Country of Publication:   United Kingdom
Dimensions:   Height: 197mm,  Width: 130mm,  Spine: 10mm
Weight:   127g
ISBN:   9780099283560
ISBN 10:   0099283565
Pages:   176
Publication Date:  
Recommended Age:   From 0 years
Audience:   General/trade ,  ELT Advanced
Format:   Paperback
Publisher's Status:   Active

Bernard MacLaverty lives in Glasgow. He has written five previous collections of stories and five novels, including Grace Notes, which was shortlisted for the Booker Prize, and Midwinter Break, the Bord Gais Energy Irish Novel of the Year. He has written versions of his fiction for other media - radio and television plays, screenplays and libretti.

Reviews for A Time To Dance

None of the ten stories in this second collection (the first, Secrets, did not appear here) has the odd, mysterious quality of MacLaverty's debut novel, Lamb (1980); but the best work here brings fresh, affecting specifics to familiar, timeless growing-up material. In My Dear Palestrina, a young lad slowly, reluctantly learns to love music from immigrant music-teacher Miss Schwartz - and is understandably confused when the whole town (including his own mum) suddenly turns against the music teacher, who is miserably, notoriously pregnant. In the title piece, another innocent boy wakes up to the reality of his sexy barmaid-mother's extracurricular life. And, in the brief Life Drawing, an artist-son sits by the deathbed of his ever-rejecting father. Another father/son exercise here works far less well, thanks to a melodramatic windup. And MacLaverty's attempts at downbeat slice-of-life sketches - overage hookers dispensing phone-sex, an abused wife who prostitutes herself to finance her escape, etc. - deliver only the mildest of ironies. Still MacLaverty - Belfast-born, Scotland-dwelling - remains a writer to watch, with a clear, unpretentious storytelling voice that pleases. . . even in such lightweight pieces as these. (Kirkus Reviews)


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