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The Long Dry

Cynan Jones

When the farmer wakes at dawn, he can already feel the heat of the day rising and the silence from his wife hanging heavy in the air. As he sets out across his parched fields to find a missing cow, his mind starts to turn over the dreams he harbours, the cares he and his wife both carry alone, and the uneasy sense that something is about to change. Written with clarity and depth, this is a powerful novel about the fragility of life and the small, unseen moments upon which fate twists.

  • Published: 03/07/2014
  • Paperback
  • ISBN: 9781783780402
  • 129x20mm, 112 pages

The Long Dry is undoubtedly an impressive debut

Keith Hopper, TLS

Lovely, poignant [and] resonant

Sarah Waters

From first to last, through spare style, human empathy, and wonderfully observed detail, Jones attains a pitch of emotional involvement that is mesmerising. The effect is beautiful

Tim Pears, author, In the Place of Fallen Leaves

The Author

CYNAN JONES was born in 1975 near Aberaeron, Wales, where he now lives and works. He is the author of five novels, The Long Dry, Everything I Found on the Beach, Bird, Blood, Snow, The Dig, and Cove. He has been longlisted and shortlisted for numerous prizes and won a Society of Authors Betty Trask Award 2007, a Jerwood Fiction Uncovered Prize 2014, the Wales Book of the Year Fiction Prize 2015 and the BBC National Short Story Award 2017. His short fiction has been widely published in anthologies and publications including Granta magazine and the New Yorker. www.cynanjones.com

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