![]() ![]() Compared with the idiosyncratic, vaguely disreputable books Marked, at least for me, the beginning of an inexorable downward slide intoīland respectability. Then came Atonement, the novel that made McEwan a household name but that Mordant and clever Booker winner, Amsterdam. Out of step with many, I also enjoyed his Enduring Love is the book I still believe to be his masterpiece: ![]() Which in my memory contains some of McEwan’s best writing. I was by then an undergraduate and exactly the right age I found bothĬhild in Time was the first of McEwan’s novels I remember buying at the I read The Comfort of Strangers a year or two later, First Love, Last Rites at some point between the two. ![]() I formed anĪttachment to his work on the spot, even as it unsettled me and probably McEwan seemed risky to me, and important. Swear to this – it’s too long ago – but TheĬement Garden might have been the first adult novel I read by a young,Ĭontemporary writer that dealt explicitly with the fractured and aberrant Relationships and the wider world of politics and social division. ![]() Were splitting up, I was discovering unpalatable truths about people and Seemed somehow to chime with the world that was unfolding around me: my parents In its breaking of taboos, its willingness – one might say its eagerness – to It weird, too, unlike anything I’d read before (I was fourteen) and compelling I first encountered him in The Cement Garden, which my mother brought home from the library in Relationship with the work of Ian McEwan has been going on for almost the whole ![]()
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