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Been reading J.G. Farrell's "Troubles", set in a vast hotel in Co. Wexford during the War of Independence (1919-21) - it's superb (as I said on the Co Wexford thread) - deftly avoiding both Big House and Oirish cliches. It reads like an Anthony Powell or Evelyn Waugh novel, except sadder and somehow more luminous. THe hotel becomes this vast, absurd labyrinth of decay, which oddly enough echoes of Borges.
Picked up his "The Siege of Krishnapur" which won the Booker a while back. Farrell died aged 44 in 1979, in a fishing accident in Co. Cork (where he had only moved four months before)
Lots of obvious authors/artists/musicians (especially musicians) who died Too Young, any other lesser known ones. Another vote of mine would be Nikolai Gogol, who had only completed part one of Dead Souls, although Dead Souls was shaping up as a didactic Russian-soul-a-thon. But the author of "The Overcoat" and "The Nose" really should have lived longer.
Picked up his "The Siege of Krishnapur" which won the Booker a while back. Farrell died aged 44 in 1979, in a fishing accident in Co. Cork (where he had only moved four months before)
Lots of obvious authors/artists/musicians (especially musicians) who died Too Young, any other lesser known ones. Another vote of mine would be Nikolai Gogol, who had only completed part one of Dead Souls, although Dead Souls was shaping up as a didactic Russian-soul-a-thon. But the author of "The Overcoat" and "The Nose" really should have lived longer.