These are vignettes, often powerful, sometimes too on-the-nose, but certainly never drooping or dragging. Ryan’s book is a celebration, in an embroidered, unrestrained, joyful, aphoristic and sometimes profane style, of both.
If language - lyric, lovely and funny, steeped in County Tipperary - and women (men come and go, rarely center a chapter and are often useless, sometimes cruel) are of no interest to you, The Queen of Dirt Island is not your next read. Love is the great triumph and the great mystery, and the love among the Aylward women of Nenagh, Ireland - relentless, reliable and hilarious - is what I think every person hopes for. Underscoring and superseding all the griefs in Donal Ryan’s new novel, The Queen of Dirt Island, are joys of every kind.
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