A Novel of Youth

My novel, Under the Walnut Tree, was published some years ago.

I wrote it a year or so before as an exercise in evocation of an age most people remember as much better than what it was: the fleeting age of early youth.

In the novel reality is reproduced slightly differently as our everyday reality. The fictional characters, actions and places are more than representations of reality, the figurations of fantasy, as memory of the past has also transformed what it was in a dreamlike world of an ideal age, untouched by time.

In this, the novel follows a long tradition of narratives of youth.