The Assassination of Margaret Thatcher PDF/EPUB Í The

The Assassination of Margaret Thatcher PDF/EPUB Í The



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  1. Lori Lori says:

    Oh what a nice surprise I didn't expect her to be funny Sly wit and careful attention I must read


  2. Darwin8u Darwin8u says:

    “She lives on the fumes of whiskey and the iron in the blood of her prey” The Assassination of Margaret Thatcher Mantel Seriously anytime I fantasize about writing a book I read a Hilary Mantel novel and become discouraged Reading Mantel is like watching Michael Jordan play basketball or Federer play tennis or back in the day watching Tiger Woods play golf Unless you are born blind or stupid you realize that these people just don't exist on the same field or plane as the rest of humanity No matter how many swings shots or hits I practiced I could never play at the level of those masters No matter how many books I read or words I write my brain recognizes that Mantel's skill with a sentence is almost superhuman She is elegant and strong She doesn't waste a word Her prose seems to float with a bold efficiency and beauty that is hard to balance It is like watching a ballerina kick Mike Tyson's ass And I haven't even got to the fact that she can choke you with emotion and knock you out with a surprise twist and well played verbal throw down The normal laws of gravity and axioms of art do not apply to Mantel's prose Her words float Her sentences run forever Mantel DOES not fuck around with the English language She owns it Read her novels or her stories and she will sit on your chest and own you too


  3. Annet Annet says:

    In those days the doorbell didn't ring often and if it did I would draw back into the body of the house Only at a persistent ring would I creep over the carpets and make my way to the front door with its spy hole We were big on bolts and shutters deadlocks and mortises safety chains and windows that were high and barred Through the spy hole I saw a distraught man in a crumpled silver grey suit thirties Asian He had dropped back from the door and was looking about him at the closed and locked door opposite and up the dusty marble stairs He patted his pockets took out a balled up handkerchief and rubbed it across his face He looked so fraught that his sweat could have been tears I opened the doorA dark combination of delicious gloomy short stories by Hilary Mantel All stories feature women in the main role and these are not happy stories Every story immediately plunges into a rather disturbing gloomy sad or weird uncertain situation unclear how it is going to end Easy to read most stories fascinating Really enjoyed this one The stories were already published separately over the years first one from 1993 most stories in The Guardian and The London Review of Books For those who like a disturbing bewildering read of short stories recommended First story Sorry to Disturb features a woman in an apartment in Saudi Arabia her husband stationed there for work She takes medicine clearly is not really well and somewhat depressed and one day there's a 'distraught man in a crumpled silver grey suit Thirties Asian' ringing the doorbell And it is the start of a stalking story I read Mantel lived in Saudi Arabia also so undoubtedly her experiences sound through in this story Loved this collection of stories


  4. Cecily Cecily says:

    I read this for a mixture of rather weak reasons 1 I was out for the day and unexpectedly finished the book I had with me so went to a second hand charity bookshop2 I didn't want to start a novel as I had a meaty one waiting at home; short stories seemed ideal3 I relished the shock of my mother when I told her what I was readingIt was a reasonably varied and diverting collection but I won't be rushing to read another Mantel A couple have dashes of magical realism and there's a nod to the vogue for vampires A couple would be exciting and rewarding with titles that weren't spoilersUNSAVOURYAlthough I don't share my mother's visceral horror at the title of the collection the overwhelming feeling was one of unpleasantness In particular there were many snide asides about class and race In some cases they were perhaps appropriate for the time place and characters who uttered them but that doesn't apply to How Shall I Know You? Overall for stories published in 2014 I was left with a nasty taste in my mouthSHATTERED AND UNSEEING; UNINVITED GUESTSEvery one of the ten stories features something that is not seen or should not be seen I've included a uote for each and most had glass shattered in a dramatic way The first and last stories have a woman alone in a flat who has an unexpected and potentially sinister visitor And a character in another story is Mr Simister I could get profound about this but I didn't really care enough to go beyond noticing these recurring ideasTHE STORIESSorry to DisturbSet in Saudi Arabia in 1983 and apparently somewhat autobiographical An expat wife has been made helpless by the society around me so is effectively confined to her housing block making it hard to close the door on the persistent but not entirely welcome Pakistani man of uncertain motives She's on medication that causes occasional hallucinations the title refers to the doorbell but also her state of mind Even after all this time it's hard to grasp exactly what happenedAs a woman one was always observed without precisely being seen Invisibility was a sign of respectCommaThe eight year old narrator and forbidden friend Mary aged 10 and from a less respectable family go exploring in a lazy hot summer In particular there is a rich family's house with a secret The final page has a flurry of gratuitous punctuation analogies to match the titleHiding in a bush she looked straight at us but did not seeThe Long TThis opens He was forty five when his marriage ended decisively and he's at a party snogging a neighbour But the marriage doesn't end the way you might expect her eyes had already glazedWinter BreakA controlling husband very anti children takes an annual winter holiday with his wife This has a twist but it's flagged rather too obviously for my tasteA taxi driver turning to reverse the car stared past her unseeingHarley StreetNarrated by a disaffected meeter and greeter at a Harley Street clinic it was like a sub Alan Bennett monologue Patients look right through me but when the patients come in I seem to see straight though them to the boneOffences Against the PersonA teenager is working at her father's law firm alongside his mistress DullHis eyes passed over me but he didn't seem to see meHow Shall I Know You?This seems heavily autobiographical An author reluctantly accepts an invitation to speak at a small literary society in the 1990s She doesn't have a good word to say about anywhere or anyone observing her audience many had beards including the women She prefers to go without an evening meal than risk an additional encounter with literary society membersShe repeatedly comments on the yellow skin of a girl who works at the guest house and mentions three female authors for no obvious reasons Rowling Byatt and Brookner On a lighter note when asked about her literary influences I replied with my usual list of obscure indeed non existent Russians and another time invented a Portuguese writer I didn't look her in the face embarrassed about giving a generous tipThe Heart Fails Without WarningSisters aged 11 and 14 the elder of whom has anorexia The whole household enmeshed in multiple deception a father who busies himself with work and was no than a shadow in their lives a mother who thinks a full length mirror will help a sister jealous of the attention and a school who wants her to stay away because it has a competitive ethos and fears mass fatalities if the other girls decide to competeWhen she looks in a mirror God knows what she seesTerminusI saw my dead father on a train is a good opening After that it's dull despite potentially intriguing uestions is experience always in the past?I had happened to see a thing I should never have seen and his look was turning inwardsThe Assassination of Margaret ThatcherThis tries to be provocative profound and funny with thoughts of alternative history and alternative reality History could always have been otherwise It didn't really deliver for meHe had not looked at me before not to see meWhen she comes out of the eye hospital will she be able to see?Neither in nor out of the house visible but not seenUOTES I closed the door discreetly and melted into the oppressive hush I spent two hours with my neighbour widening the cultural gap I admired these diaspora Asians their polyglot enterprise the way they withstood rebuffs and I wanted to see if she was Western or Eastern or what Eating out was a gesture than a pleasure without wine and its rituals there was nothing to slow it Furniture is frolicking in the dark The hottest summer that bleached adults of their purpose each day a sun like a child's painted sun burned in a sky made white with heat Laundry hung like flags of surrender from washing lines Her face in early middle age had become indefinite like wax; waiting for a pinch and a twist to make its shape She did not like parties that involved open doors Strangers might come in wasps It was too easy to stand on the threshold neither here nor there A tiny chime hung in the air as the glasses shivered in her fingers the glass exploded She sunk into the shards as smoothly as if they were satin as if they were snow and the limestone gleamed around her an ice field each tile with its swollen pillowed edge each with a shadow pattern faint as breath We dress for the weather we want as if to bully it even though we've seen the forecast He drove very fast treating each serve of the road as a personal insult She could feel Phil's opinions backing up behind his teeth A bed of geraniums so scarlet as if the earth had bled through the pavements; I saw Guardsmen wilting in symmetry Having been a brittle person she became flexible by taking up yoga when her husband left An area where the dustbins had wheels but the cars were stacked on bricks A face of feral sweetness A polytechnic is for those who were bright enough to say 'affinity' but still wore cheap nylon coats


  5. Julie Christine Julie Christine says:

    The title alone should be enough to give a reader pause not to mention the cover of a headless woman holding a dead rose an indication that we haven't hopped on the Love Train Hilary Mantel's collection of ten taut and acerbic tales wouldn't be out of place on a dark and stormy night or at a slumber party where someone holds a flashlight under their chin illuminating the bones and hollows of their skeleton like a specter of deathThese aren't scary stories but they are haunting the stuff adult nightmares are made of They are about depression and loneliness occasionally tinged with eerie humor that adds a shimmer of the surreal like a dream you know is a dream but you can't uite wake from until it finishes somewhat horribly The first Sorry to Disturb looks through the keyhole of a door into a domestic trap A British woman living on a foreign workers' compound in Saudi Arabia while her husband suffers through his work assignment is befriended by a Pakistani man She dreads his visits but can't stop herself from opening the door when he stops by Everything about her life from the heat to the strictures of a repressive culture from the wife's loneliness to her husband's silence is claustrophobic and depressing And the story is so stunningly good I tremble Don't we all have at least one dark memory from childhood of doing something wicked out of spite or curiosity or that simple meanness that comes from thinking the world revolves around us? Isn't there at least one childhood companion we palled around with despite our caution and distaste? Hilary Mantel knows the truth about our small mean pasts and she wrote Comma to bear witness There are the precise moments when marriages fall apart those moments Mantel illustrates in The Long T and Offenses Against the Person There are moments we wish we could take back things we wish we could unsee sounds we pray to unhear as the wife in Winter Break must after her journey in a taxi down a twisting road on a nameless Greek island with her husband The thump the thud the glimpse of the unspeakable in the moment before the trunk door is slammed shut Hilary Mantel keeps the reader off balance with a incongruous levity—there's often a giggle burbling just beneath the surface that threatens to erupt at the absolute worst moment because it's all so very absurd Such is the plight of the writer of middling fame in How Shall I Know You? and the grotesue and sad creatures she encounters until she realizes that she is one of them The mocking cruelty of siblings in The Heart Fails Without Warning becomes very unfunny when it's clear that mortal danger is having the last laugh The collection saves one of the best jokes for last the Stockholm Syndrome earnestness of a hapless homeowner when the plumber turns out to be an IRA sniper in the title story—you find yourself watching the train wreck with undeniable gleeThere is little pleasure for me in the stories themselves these grim and ghastly images of suffering and loneliness But Mantel writes with such precision of detail such surety of destination that I am spellbound Phrases such as turd coloured candlewick cover the brown dinner would shrivel to a stain in its ovenproof serving dish and that singular image of a disfigured child resembling a comma—Mantel is a master of uiet menace and disturbing disappointments


  6. Manuel Antão Manuel Antão says:

    If you're into stuff like this you can read the full reviewReality behind the surface Literature The Assassination of Margaret Thatcher by Hilary MantelThis is my first Mantel I’ve been postponing reading the first two volumes of the Cromwell trilogy waiting for the third volume to come out predictably in 2016 One does not tackle a twice awarded writer with the Man Booker Prize without having everything in one big bundle to make a proper assessmentNevertheless here goes my first take on Hilary Mantel for what it’s worth One of my favourite things in life is reading that truly astounding book at the right juncture in time ie a book that mysteriously echoes and enriches my current thoughts I think this was one of those imperfectperfect books There is a peculiar comfort in reading a book whose structures and operations mimic what I think literature should be all about One of the things I like the most about literature is to read it and later on write about it Literature for me is all about a set of interlocking conventions a system and how we can read this so called system into something meaningfulYou can find the rest of this review elsewhere


  7. Trish Trish says:

    Mantel eerily observant and wickedly funny is a strange combination of self conscious fear and lashing wit Faced with her precision I am reduced to the inarticulate a laugh a sigh a whispered outbreath G’olSometimes she uses just a word an adjective or a verb that brings a smile a wince a world to life “At six the steeple headed Saleem had lost his baby fat and his movements were tentative as if his limbs were snappable”The story “How Shall I Know You?” speaks directly to my fears An author is persuaded to speak to a book group outside of London and it is a loathsome destination her lodging “was not precisely as the photograph had suggested Set back from the road it seemed to grow out of a parking lot a jumble of vehicles double parked and crowding to the edge of the sidewalk” The smell of the place had a “travelers’ stenchtar of ten thousand cigarettes fat of ten thousand breakfasts the leaking metal seep of a thousand saving cuts” recalling her struggle with a biography about a man who accidentally cut his throat while shaving The author recalls an earlier presumably luxurious accommodation ”In Madrid by contrast my publishers had put me in a hotel suite that consisted of four small dark paneled rooms They had sent me an opulent unwieldy scented bouuet great wheels of flowers with woody stems The concierge brought me heavy vases of a grayish glass slippery in my hands and I edged them freighted with blooms onto every polished surface; I stumbled from room to room coffinned against the brown paneling forlorn strange under a pall of pollen like a person trying to break out of her own funeral” The story speaks to my fears because I am struck with terror when someone suggests actually meeting an author or asking them a uestion Haven't they already told us what they wanted to say? What on earth could I possibly ask? Good lord and what wither under that funny devastating vampiric wit that x ray vision? This is a slim collection beautifully printed with vast spacing and acres of white There is room for your mind to wander to what she might have said but did not Mantel uses words in a way that has no precedent Her vision is uniue She doesn’t need as many words as others often do to convey her devilish vision You would have thought if you’d tried to read her award winning novels about Thomas Cromwell that she could not write only a little but you’d be wrong She can and she does here These are perfect little gems that speak to her and our deepest fears the deepest held secrets of the heart


  8. Nandakishore Varma Nandakishore Varma says:

    This started out as a 4 or perhaps even 5 star book but dwindled down to three stars in the endI love Hilary Mantel's writing I found her rather confusing in Wolf Hall even though the power of narrative could not be denied; by the time I read Bring Up the Bodies I had got attuned to her peculiar way of writing and was enjoying the style Mantel uses the English language in surprising ways and her sentences sometimes move in mysterious ways though always grammatically correct Similes and idioms jump out of the pages when least expected and surprise and sometimes startle you This collection is also no exceptionThese stories are for the most part dark and dismal and attempt to portray the seething underbelly of modern society It lifts up the polished stone of our civilised world and reveals the worms and bugs crawling beneath It may put one off if one prefers pleasanter literary fare however being the twisted freak that I am thematically these were right up my street What let me down was mainly the sameness It could all be the same story humanity is a mess Yes we know it now let's move onThe title story was easily the weakest for me I am no fan of Margaret Thatcher and I feel I'd not have been too disappointed if the event had really happened at the time as a leftist I was pro IRA and anti England in the early eighties during my college days I guess I was expecting the story to debate heavy political and philosophical issues but it skirted all of them and ended up as a damp suib of alternative historyThere are two stories which are autobiographical I felt Sorry to Disturb and How Shall I Know You? Both were powerful in showing the author's paranoia and sickness possible hypochondriasis? I felt along with her as I am also afflicted by the same demons In the first story Mantel gives a factually if not politically correct portrait of Saudi society as far as the expat is concerned the subtle racism and misogyny I know I worked there for a year In the second story her anxiety at being trapped in a dismal hotel in an unfamiliar city reminded me of the time when I had to stay a night in lonely lodge in Dehra Dun in North India with only a housekeeper cum cook cum general dogsbody for company with dogs howling through the night in the vast grounds However I think this story is laced with a bit of class contempt which jarsOf the remaining stories I enjoyed Comma and Winter Break; and though not enjoyable reading The Heart Fails Without Warning was also powerful The newly added story The School of English is a worthy attempt to touch on the plight of foreign domestic workers in affluent countries though I felt that it was not very effective


  9. Maciek Maciek says:

    Hilary Mantel had written many books among them two long historical novels which both have won the Booker Prize Wolf Hall and Bring Up the Bodies making her one of the few authors to win the Booker twice and the only woman to do so I can't speak about them as I haven't read them yet but when I saw this collection I thought that it was finally time to get acuainted The Assassination of Margaret Thatcher is Hilary Mantel's second collection of short stories in total and first in eleven years Most of these stories have been published before in various places the eponymous one being the most recent Though they all have female protagonists the stories themselves vary greatly in theme and setting The opening Sorry to Disturb which is set in Saudi Arabia and focuses on a female foreign narrator who tries to shun a persistent local man as she feels and encircled by him The Heart Fails Without Warningis the story of a continuous decline of a young anorectic as observed by her rude and unsympathetic sister; How Shall I Know You? is about a slightly neurotic English writer travelling across the country to a small town where she is to give a reading and the young woman that she meets at a local hotelThe titular story obviously attracted the most attention as it was chosen to give the volume its name understandably so as probably no other British politician has attracted such strong and divided reaction There were many people in Britain who wanted to off the Iron Lady during her reign and this story features one of them an IRA assassin and a wealthy woman connected by their loathing for the Prime Minister She not only allows him to use her house as a sniping post but also gives him advice as to how to properly stage it as a break in and not leave any trail and asks him to tie her up next to the window so she can see all the action in its gory detailI thought that the last title story would be my favorite but it wasn't my favorite turned to be included pretty early in the volume Comma the second story is about two young girls from different backgrounds who both from sort of a friendship as they spy on a neighboring family and their unusual baby Mantel invokes a perfect sense of nostalgia and youth and the only complaint it is way to short I could easily have read a whole novel about these girls and wanted to know much about them how they'd grown up and how their lives would turn out to be Unfortunately this complaint can be extended to almost all of the stories in this collection the endings are way too sudden and unsatisfying and I was mostly left unaffected and in the case of Comma disappointed that they were already over Hilary Mantel can write very well but I don't think that these stories necessarily show her at her best form I think I would like to read her when she feels no constraint of form and can write and develop both characters and structure and plot as long as she wants Which I guess is the perfect motivation for me to finally get around to reading her novels and now I'm interested in not only the historical ones


  10. Jemidar Jemidar says:

    The only disappointing thing I can see about this book is that the title isn't true


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The Assassination of Margaret Thatcher ❮BOOKS❯ ✮ The Assassination of Margaret Thatcher Author Hilary Mantel – Centrumpowypadkowe.co.uk A brilliant – and rather transgressive – collection of short stories from the double Man Booker Prize winning author of Wolf Hall and Bring Up the BodiesIncluding a new story The School of English A brilliant of Margaret Kindle ´ – and rather transgressive – collection of short stories from the double Man Booker Prize winning author of Wolf Hall and Bring Up the BodiesIncluding a new story The School of EnglishHilary Mantel is one of Britain’s most accomplished and acclaimed writers In these ten bracingly subversive tales all her gifts of characterisation and observation The Assassination PDF \ are fully engaged summoning forth the horrors so often concealed behind everyday façades Childhood cruelty is played out behind the bushes in ‘Comma’; nurses clash in ‘Harley Street’ over something than professional differences; and in the title story staying in for the plumber turns into an ambiguous and potentially deadly waiting gameWhether set in a claustrophobic Saudi Arabian Assassination of Margaret MOBI ☆ flat or on a precarious mountain road in Greece these stories share an insight into the darkest recesses of the spirit Displaying all of Mantel’s unmistakable style and wit they reveal a great writer at the peak of her powers.