“With Beastings Myers has written a historical novel that continues in this vein, he is becoming a Ron Rash of northern England. Like Rash’s novels, and short stories, of the Appalachian mountains Myer’s depiction of life on the Cumbrian fells spans Biblical struggles between innocence and corruption, sacrifice and love and a sense of an evil that will always exist within the human soul. Myers creates a wholly believable literary voice for this region, while being aware of its literary past (his characters seek the solace of solitude among nature on the same mountains that William Wordsworth walked over)….”
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“The book hums with violence, although it is never gratuitous, it flares out in brief, frightening scenes that are as sobering as they are shocking. Myers’ skill lies in controlling the atmosphere of suffering so that the reader becomes increasingly inured to these moments, a weak but effective reflection of the ways in which the girl herself has become dulled to her existence. Too often we approach words such as ‘hunger’ and ‘pain’ in the abstract; here, Myers brings them sharply to life….”
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“What I love about his writing is the simplicity of what is going on. There are no gadgets and bullshit. He writes like how he looks: a bearded, homely Northern man. The writing in Beastings, as with Pig Iron and the gorgeous novella Snorri & Frosti, is completely stripped back of any fancy pants bullshit and is primal and uninhibited. And, as with Myers’ other writing, there are deliciously dark and fucked-up bits to contrast with the wholesome muckiness of people and the general disgustingness of survival….”
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