Clara Callan: A Novel

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Harper Collins, 17 мар. 2009 г. - Всего страниц: 432

In a small town in Canada, Clara Callan reluctantly takes leave of her sister, Nora, who is bound for New York. It's a time when the growing threat of fascism in Europe is a constant worry, and people escape from reality through radio and the movies. Meanwhile, the two sisters -- vastly different in personality, yet inextricably linked by a shared past -- try to find their places within the complex web of social expectations for young women in the 1930s.

While Nora embarks on a glamorous career as a radio-soap opera star, Clara, a strong and independent-minded woman, struggles to observe the traditional boundaries of a small and tight-knit community without relinquishing her dreams of love, freedom, and adventure. However, things aren't as simple as they appear -- Nora's letters eventually reveal life in the big city is less exotic than it seems, and the tranquil solitude of Clara's life is shattered by a series of unforeseeable events. These twists of fate require all of Clara's courage and strength, and finally put the seemingly unbreakable bond between the sisters to the test.

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Richard B. Wright was born in Midland, Canada on March 4, 1937. After graduating from Ryerson University in 1959, he worked as a copywriter for newspapers and radio shows and later accepted an editor post at Macmillan Canada. His first book, Andrew Tolliver, was a children's book. His first novel, The Weekend Man, was published in 1970. He wrote more than 15 books during his lifetime including Nightfall, The Age of Longing, and In the Middle of a Life. Clara Callan won the 2001 Giller Prize, the 2001 Governor General's Literary Award for fiction, and the 2002 Trillium Book Award. His memoir, A Life with Words, was published in 2015. He became a member of the Order of Canada in 2007. He also taught English at Ridley College. He died after sustaining a fall on February 7, 2017 at the age of 79.

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