By Ian Mcewan
(Anchor, Paperback, 9780385494144, 272pp.)
Publication Date: December 29, 1998
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On a windy spring day in the Chilterns, the calm, organized life of science writer Joe Rose is shattered when he witnesses a tragic accident: a hot-air balloon with a boy trapped in its basket is being tossed by the wind, and in the attempt to save the child, a man is killed. A stranger named Jed Parry joins Rose in helping to bring the balloon to safety. But unknown to Rose, something passes between Parry and himself on that day--something that gives birth to an obsession in Parry so powerful that it will test the limits of Rose's beloved rationalism, threaten the love of his wife, Clarissa, and drive him to the brink of murder and madness. Brilliant and compassionate, this is a novel of love, faith, and suspense, and of how life can change in an instant.
Ian McEwan has written two collections of short stories--First Love, Last Rites and In Between the Sheets--as well as seven novels: The Cement Garden, The Comfort of Strangers, The Child in Time, The Innocent, Black Dogs, Enduring Love, and most recently, Amsterdam.
"A remarkable novel, haunting and original and written in prose that anyone who writes can only envy."
"Impeccably written--[McEwan] is the quietest and most lucid of stylists, with never a word wasted or fumbled."
--New York Review of Books
"A timeless tale about the way fate and faith shape our relationships--part existential fable about the human desire to control fate, [Enduring Love] is also, most affectingly, a story about the strength and fragility of married love."
"Eerie, slow-paced suspense worth its weight in caffeine for keeping you up all night."
"[A] beautifully realized--novel about our responses to violence. It asks us to choose between competing visions of events, and, in the process, forces us to examine the way we react to both art and life when something terrible happens."
"McEwan's writing--is unflaggingly poised and, as usual, capable of excavating deep, painful trenches in the back corridors of the psyche and the heart."
"Cleverly imagined, beautifully executed --Mr. McEwan
has few peers."
--The Wall Street Journal