Walk The Blue Fields, by Claire Keegan
Story collections can be intriguing and ground breaking: witness James Joyce’s
. They can also be more than the sum of their parts as well; they can operate under an overarching theme. Or they can be simply a series of disconnected stories with a common setting.
The latter is the case with Walk The Blue Fields. Keegan uses rural Ireland as her palette, allowing her richly drawn characters to walk across rural Ireland within the drama of Irish life that seems as old as the hills and gorse themselves. Her dialogue is subtle, filled with a wit that sometimes despairs, at other times is filled with the energy of life. Sometimes, however, her stories turn corners that end in blind alleys, but even then her writing style compels.
My rating: 17 of 20 stars