![]() ![]() Despite the novel’s clear and present dangers, I regularly laughed out loud. It is not that the story feels out of her control, and it certainly addresses serious themes, but there’s a giddy, accelerating playfulness tumbling through this tale. The Hoarder shares many themes and elements with Himself, but it’s altogether more antic, as if Kidd decided to cut the brake lines. Jess Kidd’s debut, Himself (which I reviewed here), was the welcome arrival of a distinctive voice in literary fiction, one lilting with Irish cadences, unafraid to blur the line between reality and the supernatural, shot through with black humour, and blessed with a gift for memorable descriptions. ![]()
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