Ireland is the first novel by Espido Freire. As I told you in the previous post, Espido was in Valencia to talk about his new book. Among many other things, at the end of the talk there was a signature and I, from all her books, chose Irlanda for that purpose (I must confess that I was moved by the title although I knew that it wasn’t about that beautiful country).
Last Thursday I sat down with the book and I didn’t stop reading until, a couple of hours later and with dry and irritated eyes, I finished it.
Yes, I read it in one sitting. It is a short but complex book that requires our attention so as not to lose the meaning of the symbols and metaphors. I was very aware of that, but the need to continue devouring the book was stronger than my willingness to take it with clam. That’s why I took me a bit to share the review, because a couple of days later I picked up the book and read it again, this time more calmly.
How many of you have read the same book twice in a week?
Natalia is a shy young woman with a special taste for plants who, after the death of her sister, will spend a summer in the country with her cousins. There she immerses herself in a world halfway between reality and imagination, between dream and nightmare, between childhood and adulthood. Each night her imagination brings back her worst fears, plunging her into a dark world that highlights the great distance between her and her cousins, especially Irlanda.
It is a novel that speaks of beauty and evil, of the hypocrisy inherent in human relationships, of unattainable desire, of manipulation, of life and death. It is a novel that highlights the cruelty that human beings, including children, are capable of.
In my opinion, Ireland is a story of fiction that portrays daily life to perfection. It is narrated in such a way that it envelops you from the beginning in a plot of dreamlike aesthetics that hooks from the beginning to the end.
I cannot think of a better way to debut in the literary world than with this little novel.
Having said all this, I don’t think it’s surprising that for me it’s a 5/5 novel.