Sunshine Years (eBook)

Do you ever wonder where your life is going?

Do you worry that you might wake up in the morning and suddenly be old?

You are not alone.

Story (that's his name) can feel a middle-youth — or is that middle-age? — crisis coming on. He's got a great job, a great flat, and great mates: Mac, who is obsessed with biscuits, JP, who never says anything if it's nice, Cannie, whose only admirer is the bird that lives outside her window, and Vincent, who has finally proposed to his girlfriend after nineteen years. But alongside the drinks and the kicks, what has any of them actually done? And why is time passing like sand in a sieve?

Is it possible to turn life around? Life is just life, right? And change is a gasping and slippery fish.

Afsaneh Knight's portrait of ageing Generation X-ers is funny, compassionate and unsparing. We're under her microscope, and while you might squirm, she'll have you laughing, crying, and caught.

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Story (that's his name) can feel a middle-youth crisis coming on. He's got a great job, a great flat and great mates:

Mac, who is obsessed with biscuits,

JP, who never says anything if it's nice,

Cannie, whose only admirer is the bird that lives outside her window,

and

Vincent, who has finally proposed to his girlfriend after nineteen years.

But alongside the drinks and the kicks, what has any of them actually done? And why is time passing like sand in a sieve?

Is it possible to turn life around? Life is just life, right? And change is a gasping and slippery fish...

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Do you ever wonder where your life is going? You are not alone.Story (that s his name) can feel a middle-youth crisis coming on. He s got a great job, a great flat and great mates:Mac, who is obsessed with biscuits;JP, who never says anything if it s nice;Cannie, whose only admirer is the bird that lives outside her window;andVincent, who has finally proposed to his girlfriend after nineteen years.But alongside the drinks and the kicks, what has any of them actually done? And why is time passing like sand in a sieve? Is it possible to turn life around? Life is just life, right? And change is a gasping and slippery fish. . .