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![]() ![]() ![]() At once playful and dark, the novel, smoothly translated by Brian FitzGibbon, unfurls with a series of strange occurrences and characters. There is another woman, he tells her unashamedly, and she is pregnant with his child.Īs its title suggests, Butterflies in November is full of paradoxes. With brimming frustration, he reels off an extensive list of marital complaints–she refuses to conform to a proper schedule, she doesn’t want children, she hardly ever cooks dinner–before matter-of-factly asking for a divorce. We get a sense early on of our narrator’s elusive nature during a confrontation between herself and her husband. What follows is the story of a woman out of sync with domestic life, whose impulsive nature leads her on a journey to self-discovery. After accidentally running over a goose, the unnamed narrator hauls the carcass into her car trunk with plans to surprise her husband with a lavish dinner. Set in the wintery depths of Iceland during the darkest days of the year, Auður Ava Ólafsdóttir’s novel Butterflies in November (Black Cat/Grove 296 pages) opens with a surreal scene. ![]()
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