“Stefánsson is a writer of great scope and imagination” RONAN HESSION, author of Leonard and Hungry Paul
A middle-aged man on a bench in a London park sees Paul McCartney sitting nearby.
Resolving to approach him, he puts gathers his thoughts and takes up the thread of his memories, marked by the Beatles’ repertoire . . .
A mother plays “Yellow Submarine” on the harmonica to her seven-year-old son. She dies and leaves a void. A few months later, the Beatles split up. Another great loss in his life. A distant father, silent and abusive doesn’t help. Only when the boy finds shelter in this own yellow submarine – a room in the basement of the public library – does his life begin to take shape.
From one of Europe’s most compelling stylists, Yellow Submarine is a masterful and life-affirming novel that sees a boy’s lonely childhood linked to timeless stories and legends, the Beatles, and the austerity of life in Iceland in the eighties.
“Like fellow Scandinavian authors Jon Fosse and Karl Ove Knausgaard, Stefánsson joins plainspoken depictions of daily life to intimations of mysticism, creating a spectral, haunted atmosphere” Wall Street Journal
Translated from the Icelandic by Philip Roughton
A middle-aged man on a bench in a London park sees Paul McCartney sitting nearby.
Resolving to approach him, he puts gathers his thoughts and takes up the thread of his memories, marked by the Beatles’ repertoire . . .
A mother plays “Yellow Submarine” on the harmonica to her seven-year-old son. She dies and leaves a void. A few months later, the Beatles split up. Another great loss in his life. A distant father, silent and abusive doesn’t help. Only when the boy finds shelter in this own yellow submarine – a room in the basement of the public library – does his life begin to take shape.
From one of Europe’s most compelling stylists, Yellow Submarine is a masterful and life-affirming novel that sees a boy’s lonely childhood linked to timeless stories and legends, the Beatles, and the austerity of life in Iceland in the eighties.
“Like fellow Scandinavian authors Jon Fosse and Karl Ove Knausgaard, Stefánsson joins plainspoken depictions of daily life to intimations of mysticism, creating a spectral, haunted atmosphere” Wall Street Journal
Translated from the Icelandic by Philip Roughton
Reviews
Stefánsson's mastery is at its peak here
Jón Kalman Stefánsson, the doyen of Icelandic literature, presents a brilliant coming-of-age novel about the birth of imagination