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Shahirah Mohamed Ansari | shahirah_@nus.edu.sgthe ridge transmedia A NUSSU Publication Photo Credit: http://i244.photobucket.com/albums/gg12/anaamica The romance novel may be overdone, but acclaimed author Ian McEwan has managed to inject originality to this tired genre in his latest novel, On Chesil Beach.

Back in April, I read and dismally attempted and scrapped a review of Ian McEwan’s On Chesil Beach.    (here, and recently updated, like today, but only to say what I’m saying here so there is really no reason to click on this link…) As part of the Weekly Geek Review Q&A, I found Lightheaded’s

On Chesil Beach by Ian McEwan (audio)Protagonists: Edward and FlorenceSetting: Chesil Beach, EnglandRating: 4.5As always, McEwan is a masterful manipulator of words -- and the reader's emotions. There's not much I can say about the book without giving away what happens.

The ‘blurb’ It is July 1962. Edward and Florence, young innocents married that morning, arrive at a hotel on the Dorset coast. At dinner in their rooms they struggle to suppress their private fears of the wedding night to come… This is a very gentle story of two people and their first sexual experience.

It is July 1962. Edward and Florence, young innocents married that morning, arrive at a hotel on the Dorset coast. At dinner in their rooms they struggle to suppress their private fears of the wedding night to come...

I went up to London yesterday. I won’t bore you with the tedium of the journey there and back but suffice it to say it was a sorry catalogue of delays, misinformation and outright porkie pies. Example, on journey home: Announcement 1: ‘delay is due to operational misunderstandings at Waterloo Station’.

In 1962, Edward and Florence get married and honeymoon in a hotel overlooking Chesil Beach. It takes place at an interesting time in England-just before the sexual revolution. Both characters are young, educated, and shy. Edward comes from a family where the father has the dual role of both parents.

Novella Reading Challenge #2 “She watched him, willing him to go slower, for she was guiltily afraid of him, and was desperate for more time to herself. Whatever conversation they were about to have, she dreaded it. As she understood it, there were no words to name what had happened.

Master of Intellectual Unease April 7, 2008Articles0 comments IAN McEWAN, EMBASSY THEATRE, 14/3/08 By MARK DERBY There aren’t many novelists who can sell out Wellington’s grand single-screen Embassy Theatre. On a recent mid week afternoon Ian McEwan, the English master of intellectual unease, packed the Embassy to its lovely moulded plaster ceiling.