This was the best time, the time before the tourists arrived in their hundreds of thousands, the time when the winter gales had stopped battering this bent arm of land thrust into the Atlantic, a time when Cape Cod allowed you to look back on the harpooners, sailors and fishermen who shaped its past while urging you to put your dollars down and book a whitewashed shingle house for the summer.
May was always a good month on the Cape: buds breaking on the beech, birch, hemlock and maple trees, the old elms throwing a green tracery of young leaves against
James MacManus on his novel, The Language of the Sea, a lyrical and affecting family drama reminiscent of The Shipping News which challenges readers to re-examine their perception of nature.
“An ambitious and original debut novel set in a twilight zone between the thinking and unthinking realms. MacManus’s vision, with its powerful narrative undertow, draws you down into the ocean’s unseen currents…An atmospheric novel in which ideas surge upon the shoreline, creating a bracing place to build stories like sandcastles.”--The Times (U.K.)
“This is one of those rare things, a passionate book, written with feeling. Gripping drama plus well-drawn characters and a wonderfully absorbing and moving read.”-- Daily Mail (U.K.)
“Borrowing from the old Scots folk tale of the skelpies, it’s an expert and beautifully-crafted piece of work.”-- News of the World (U.K.)
“The sea in all its majesty, wonder, terror and secrecy, is the real star of this illuminating, learned novel.”-- The Daily Mirror (U.K.)