AN OUTSTANDING MASTERPIECE...
I've read and listened to hundreds of incredible books but this one, I will never forget. Everything about it will remain with me long after the final word.
My heart and stomach rose and sank, broke and mended like the wing of a bird, both organs battling between themselves, my brain desperate to make sense of the tragedies and horrors that unfolded among the bones of its pages, the dysfunctional family to which Mungo was born and the unforgiving society within which they inhabited.
And yet, still the beauty rises from the gloaming, the darkness of nature and humanity, softnened by the will and preservation of hope, love and light, like the falling of feathers upon the soul. Young Mungo is heroic, even if he never knows it. So, too, is James Jameson.
Douglas Stuart writes with conviction and passion, like he's forging on this treacherous journey, not alone, but with us, forcing us to look, to understand, to care and to tolerate - his prose raw, wild, urgent and gritty - its message, following the story's events, loud and clear.
I had previously read Douglas Stuart's debut novel, Shuggie Bain, which has its parallels and showed the promise of an even greater work to come. This one. Young Mungo.