By Scott Simon
The universally revered NPR journalist and bestselling memoirist Scott Simon makes a blinding fiction debut. In Pretty Birds, Simon creates an excessive, startling, and tragicomic portrait of a vintage character–a younger girl within the besieged urban of Sarajevo within the early 1990s.
In the spring of 1992, Irena Zaric is a celebrity on her Sarajevo highschool basketball workforce, a difficult, humorous youngster who has taught her parrot, beautiful chicken, to do a good imitation of a ball hitting a ring. Irena wears her hair brief like okay. d. lang’s, and she or he loves Madonna, Michael Jordan, and Johnny Depp. yet whereas Irena rocks out and shoots baskets together with her associates, her loved urban has turn into a battleground. while the violence and terror of “ethnic detoxification” opposed to Muslims starts off, Irena and her relations, brutalized via Serb squaddies, flee for security around the river that divides the city.
If as soon as Irena knew of struggle merely from video clips and background books, now she understands its fact. She steals from the lifeless to shop for nutrients. She scuttles less than home windows in her own residence to circumvent bullets. She hazards her existence to speak with an previous Serb university good friend and teammate. Even lovely chook has began to mimic the sizzle of mortar fire.
In a urban starved for paintings, a former assistant important bargains Irena a obscure activity, “duties as assigned,” which she accepts. She starts through sweeping flooring, yet quickly, less than the tutelage of a solid of rogues and heroes, she learns to be a sniper, biding her time, by no means returning to a similar perch, and looking her pursuits for the “mist” that marks a winning shot. eventually, Irena’s new vocation will bring about advanced and cataclysmic outcomes for herself and people she loves.
As a journalist, Scott Simon lined the siege of Sarajevo. right here, in a unique as suspenseful as a John le Carré mystery, he re-creates the ambience of that position and time and the discomfort and darkish humor of its humans. lovely Birds is a daring departure, and the auspicious starting of one more superb occupation for its author.
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