Yay! A.M. Homes finally received her due in 2013, winning the Woman's Prize for Fiction (formerly the Orange Prize) for May We Be Forgiven. She beat out some talented young women you may have heard of, including Hilary Mantel, Zadie Smith and Chicago's own Gillian Flynn. May We Be Forgiven is one of my favorite novels of the last decade, but in order to truly appreciate the genius of Ms. Homes you must pick up The End of Alice (1996), a stunning and visceral ticking time bomb of a novel. This portion of a quote from Homes sums up why I will continue to read anything she publishes until the day I die:
"the gap between who people are publicly and privately...What I'm doing, which makes people uncomfortable, is saying the things we don't want to say out loud."
From the 2013 Orange Prize-winning author of May We Be Forgiven. Only a work of such searing, meticulously controlled brilliance could provoke such a wide range of visceral responses. Here is the incredible story of an imprisoned pedophile who is drawn into an erotically charged correspondence with a nineteen-year-old suburban coed. As the two reveal--and revel in--their obsessive desires, Homes creates in The End of Alice a novel that is part romance, part horror story, at once unnerving and seductive.
"With all the cunning and control of a brilliant lover, she takes us places we dare not go alone."
-- Los Angeles Times
"The book shocks, mesmerizes, repels, and titillates, erupting at one unforgettable point in a harrowing flashback that does for baths what Alfred Hitchcock's Psycho did for showers."
-- Vanity Fair
"A breathtaking new novel...certain to cause controversy."
"Superlative...undeniably shocking...superbly achieved by a
writer who is a true artist."
"As dark and treacherous as ice on the highway...A. M. Homes
never plays it safe and it begins to look as if she can do almost anything."
-- Michael Cunningham, author of The Hours