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Bronte Wilde
Fanny Howe
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From the publisher
BRONTE WILDE is an early novel by Fanny Howe, later revised and now published in this form for the first time. It is the tragic tale of a dispossessed young woman in thrall to a childhood friend, set against the background of the emerging counter-culture of the early 1960s. This is the first of her novels to be published in the UK.
“Howe transfigures our quicksilver hungers and contemporary condition into an art true to ‘the secular rule of life’. If Howe’s voice is that of the escaping nymph managing our shipwreck, we might not be safer than in her tote, finding our hope in the empathy that is imagining.” – HEATHER TRESELER, Boston Review
“I have not the least doubt that her work is parallel to Paul Auster’s…or any other writer thus whose books are not simply products for the market – albeit the work can reach a very large number of potential readers indeed. In Fanny’s case these will range from contemporary fellow writers questioning ways and
means in their art and all who find their enterprise of interest, to those who feel themselves confronted with deeply ingrained questions of religion, person, society, gender, politics, which almost anyone alive at this moment is trying to answer.” – ROBERT CREELEY