Karina M. Szczurek’s soul-baring memoir of her life before, with and after her marriage to André P. Brink details a year of widowhood and a love to last a lifetime. This is the book which shows decisively that Karina is a writer in her own right, still coming in to her full creative powers, and simultaneously silences any gossips who might still have disbelieved Karina andKarina M. Szczurek’s soul-baring memoir of her life before, with and after her marriage to André P. Brink details a year of widowhood and a love to last a lifetime. This is the book which shows decisively that Karina is a writer in her own right, still coming in to her full creative powers, and simultaneously silences any gossips who might still have disbelieved Karina and André Brink’s love for one another. A homage to a marriage cut tragically short by Brink’s death, in 2015 at 79 years old, and a diary of creative dissolution and knitting back together, The Fifth Mrs Brink combines enough literary skinner, salacious detail and moving romantic description of dealing with the death of a loved one to satisfy fans of her and her husband, both old and new....
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The Fifth Mrs Brink Reviews
– Fiction is the most dangerous place in the world; that's where truth lives. – – There is no peace in fear for a loved one. No place to hide in the face of death. I read and wrote through the nights, stared into darkness. – – Water tells my story. – – Languages come to me. There is no other way of describing it. After an initial intimidating few months of frustration, they seep into me. It is a process I can think of only as osmosis. The moment I find myself surrounded by a language, it enters through my mind's pores into my consciousness. I think, dream and live it. – – Memoir is as close to a recollected truth as I dare to come, and there is no one to protect me. It is selective, structured, but no less sensitive. – – It moves in with you. A creature you did not invite, cannot control or tame. Grief is wild and unpredictable, at first completely inscrutable. It speaks an unknown language and renders yours inadequate. But in the beginning there is silence. – – May the skies be generous with light. –
Every loss is unique, every response to loss is different, and every grief has its own particulars, large and small. Yet, bereaved – bereft – and post-traumatic, we do share certain reactions, again large and small: the loops in your head, becoming suddenly accident-prone, many more. The knowledge can be comforting.Yes, I thought when I read on page 96, ‘I hurt myself doing silly things around the house and garden …’ Before this, I read the poignant words on the back cover of this intensely moving memoir many times between acquiring the book and feeling ready to open it. This beautifully written account of a great love, and the first year of widowhood offers so much more than I had anticipated. Karina Szczurek is brave, and quietly generous in sharing, not only her love and loss, but much else, for instance the vulnerability of being an honest writer, ‘reaching out, sharing yourself, communicating, establishing contact between two people …’ (page 60). Too, she writes about beloved books, family, friendships, food and drink, even the beauty of tennis and rugby, as a backdrop to her marriage to André Brink, but also as part of her lonely journey that first year. This memoir is something special.
If there could be perfect words and descriptions for grief - You would find them amongst these pages.
Beautiful. Heartbreaking. Honest. The strength of the women I know empowers and constantly inspires me.
Touched me very deeply. It comforted me in this dark time I am going through. One of my favourite books of 2017.