‘Cielo Rosso al Mattino’ — aka Red Sky in Morning — has been received tremendous reviews across the Italian press in the past month. Here is a photo of the two reviews in La Stampa and La Repubblica.

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For friends in Italy: Red Sky in Morning will be published by 66th & 2nd as Cielo rosso al mattino on 18th May. Here is the synopsis in Italian, along with details of the book tour below: Irlanda, 1832. Cacciato dalla fattoria in cui vive con la sua famiglia, il giovane Coll Coyle affronta Desmond Hamilton, il figlio del proprietario terriero. È un attimo fatale, e l’incontro si trasforma in tragedia. Il corpo senza vita di Hamilton giace ai piedi del suo cavallo, e a Coyle non resta altra scelta che fuggire. Gli sgherri del padrone, guidati da John Faller – «l’incarnazione del male razionale» –, danno inizio a una spietata caccia all’uomo. Spinto tra le terre paludose della contea di Donegal, Coyle scappa oltreoceano, in America, e trova lavoro nel cantiere di una ferrovia in Pennsylvania. Un viaggio folle, tra i morsi della fame e un’epidemia di colera; una fuga in cui il paesaggio, «silenzioso e sterminato», è sempre in primo piano. Cielo rosso al mattino è un’esplorazione del lato spietato dell’uomo: una storia di oppressione in cui è racchiusa tutta la ferocia dell’esistenza umana. Un racconto in cui la prosa, lirica e vibrante, evoca «una sorta di quintessenza irlandese». 21 May Turin: Salone Internazionale del Libro di Torino 12.30 p.m. Presentation of Cielo rosso al mattino at the Book Fair. With Giorgio Vasta 22 May Pavia: 6 p.m. Book presentation at Libreria Il Delfino 23 May Milano: 6 p.m. presentation at Libreria Gogol, with Raffaele Riba 24 May Rovereto: 19.00 presentation at Libreria Arcadia 25 May Padova: 7 p.m. book presentation at Palazzo San Bonifacio. With Enrico Terrinoni 26 May Firenze: 7.30 p.m. book presentation at Libreria la Cité. With Riccardo Michelucci and Susanna Nirenstein 27 May Rome: 8 p.m. book presentation at Libreria Altroquando. With Luca Briasco

As we come closer to the 11 July, North American release of GRACE, the notoriously hard-to-please US book bible Kirkus has given the book its Kirkus Star — a much sought after designation in the US book industry. The Kirkus Star is reserved for “Books of Exceptional Merit”.

The book magazine says of GRACE:

“A gifted Irish author offers another take on his country’s Great Famine through the eyes of a teenage girl as she travels through a land wracked by want.

When a blight hits the potato harvest of 1845, a pregnant widow with four children seeks to spare her 14-year-old daughter, Grace, from hunger, maybe, but certainly from the appetites of her own insatiable lover. She cuts the girl’s hair, dresses her as a boy, and sends her off to seek work. Grace is soon joined by her irrepressible brother Colly, 12, who gives her a few lessons in maleness. Their time together is cut short when he is swept away in a teeming river as they try to salvage a drowned sheep. She lucks into work helping to herd cows, but betrayal and murder await down the drovers’ path. She joins a road crew, but her first period surprises and unmasks her, stirring unwanted interest. A fellow worker saves her from would-be rapists and travels with her on adventures that seem to cover about half of Ireland by foot. Their unmeasurable route is through deepening despair and the hell beyond mere hunger—“past want to a point that is longing narrowed down to the forgetting of all else”—and the descent into crime and then a blackness: indeed, four Sterne-like blank black pages to signify perhaps more than pen can write, even one as eloquent as Lynch’s (The Black Snow, 2015, etc.). Grace walks under “a sky of old cloth and the sun stained upon it.” Elsewhere, “the air is stitched with insects.” And sometimes Lynch seems to move beyond normal language: “A soul being loosened from a whin is shaped like a shout” (whin is gorse and the context is dead souls at dusk).

This is a writer who wrenches beauty even from the horror that makes a starving girl think her “blood is trickling over the rocks of my bones.”