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Lieferstatus:	i.d.R. innert 7-14 Tagen versandfertig
Veröffentlichung:	März 2018
Genre:	Romane, Erzählungen, Gedichte
ISBN:	9781908125507
EAN-Code:	9781908125507
Verlag:	Eibonvale Press
Einband:	Gebunden
Sprache:	English
Dimensionen:	H 235 mm / B 157 mm / D 27 mm
Gewicht:	777 gr
Seiten:	376
Zus. Info:	HC gerader Rücken mit Schutzumschlag
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Inhalt:

A sect of sensual medieval heretics stumbles upon the secrets of quantum entanglement, a centuries-old wanderer thrives on rebellion as well as blood in the ruins of post-WWI Munich. Anti-austerity demonstrations lead to haunting connections with past and parallel events, while quantum computing meets 'welfare reform' in our near-future. Meanwhile, persecuted Jews in early 20th century Russia must decide whether extraterrestrials are allies or the schnorrers out of space. The stories of Rosanne Rabinowitz span the centuries in a remarkable mixture of European history and the familiar world of modern Britain - as well as some all-too-likely near futures. These stories are rooted in the spirit of resistance and rebellion without ever feeling didactic. They are coloured with a sense of the fantastic, the surreal and even the mystical - rubbing shoulders with the reality that arises from every street, every shout of fury or peal of laughter, every dizzying glimpse of human possibilities. "All together as they are here, they weave a cyclical sense of the ebb and flow of power and tyranny and resistance, yet the end result is not hopeless but quite the opposite. Just like so many of the characters in Rosanne's writing, as we read these stories gathered in one volume, we begin to see ourselves as living with echoes of and surrounded by the past. That the struggle is ongoing does not make it seem futile; instead, we are connected, for as one character notes, "what we call time, and history, exists in layers all around us. And I should be able to see every one of them." Reading Rosanne's stories feels like standing in the ruins of a thousand-year-old fortress where you can almost hear the past breathing around you, or in some other liminal place: a magical wood, perhaps, but sometimes the most ordinary of city streets, where you might slip into somewhere else before you realize what's happened." From the Introduction by Lynda E. Rucker