At Weddings and Wakes - Softcover

As rendered through Ms. McDermott's rich, supple prose, and infused with her quiet emotional wisdom, the story of these three children and their family assumes a kind of mythic resonance: it becomes a parable about all families and all families' encounters with love, mortality, and sorrow. "The New York Times"

A brilliant, highly complex, extraordinary piece of fiction and a triumph for its author. "Chicago Tribune"

McDermott's novels can't be relegated to plot or thematic conceit. It is the sweep of her sentences, many of them as luxurious and sure of themselves as a cat stretching in the sun. And it is the remarkable microscopic attention to humanity--the private gestures and telltale routines that make us who we are. "The Boston Sunday Globe""

As rendered through Ms. McDermott's rich, supple prose, and infused with her quiet emotional wisdom, the story of these three children and their family assumes a kind of mythic resonance: it becomes a parable about all families and all families' encounters with love, mortality, and sorrow. The New York Times

A brilliant, highly complex, extraordinary piece of fiction and a triumph for its author. Chicago Tribune

McDermott's novels can't be relegated to plot or thematic conceit. It is the sweep of her sentences, many of them as luxurious and sure of themselves as a cat stretching in the sun. And it is the remarkable microscopic attention to humanity--the private gestures and telltale routines that make us who we are. The Boston Sunday Globe

"As rendered through Ms. McDermott's rich, supple prose, and infused with her quiet emotional wisdom, the story of these three children and their family assumes a kind of mythic resonance: it becomes a parable about all families and all families' encounters with love, mortality, and sorrow." --The New York Times

"A brilliant, highly complex, extraordinary piece of fiction and a triumph for its author." --Chicago Tribune

"McDermott's novels can't be relegated to plot or thematic conceit. It is the sweep of her sentences, many of them as luxurious and sure of themselves as a cat stretching in the sun. And it is the remarkable microscopic attention to humanity--the private gestures and telltale routines that make us who we are." --The Boston Sunday Globe