Ebook {Epub PDF} Alcestis by Katharine Beutner

Katharine Beutner. writer and teacher. Diane Havens, the wonderful narrator of the Iambik audiobook of Alcestis, and Miette Elm of Iambik asked me excellent questions about the book, writing, and audiobooks, including some Proust-questionnaire-style inquiries about my favorite sounds. If you follow the QA link, you’ll see a discount code.  · ‘Alcestis’ by Katharine Beutner. Author: Andrea Lawlor. August 9, Myths are made to be retold. Most come from the oral tradition and are reworked by each new teller, until someone writes a version down. Euripedes wrote down his version of Alcestis’s story some years ago, and ever since then he’s had the last word. Until www.doorway.rus: 5. Early praise for Alcestis: “Katharine Beutner’s Alcestis lends divine breath and flesh to that ancient shade of myth, the lonely and brave queen who gave her life to Hades in exchange for her husband’s. Alcestis is a novel about sacrifice, renunciation, and loss — also the persistence of desire and the vitality of love. Everyday life in the ancient world, a no-escape-clause afterlife in the underworld, vulnerable .

Katharine Beutner is an American novelist, essayist, and academic. She is the author of Alcestis, winner of the Edmund White Award for debut fiction from the Publishing Triangle in She was an assistant professor of English at the University of Hawai'i at Mānoa. She is currently an assistant professor of English at the College of Wooster. Click to read more about Alcestis by Katharine Beutner. LibraryThing is a cataloging and social networking site for booklovers. Welcome to the online home of Katharine Beutner, a writer, teacher, and organizer based in Cleveland, Ohio. Please follow the links above or in the menu sidebar for more information. 5 September kbeutner.

‘Alcestis’ by Katharine Beutner. Author: Andrea Lawlor. August 9, Myths are made to be retold. Most come from the oral tradition and are reworked by each new teller, until someone writes a version down. Euripedes wrote down his version of Alcestis’s story some years ago, and ever since then he’s had the last word. Until now. From Alcestis () Prologue. They knew the child’s name only because her mother died cursing it, clutching at the bloodied bedclothes and spitting out the word as if it tasted sour on her tongue. After a few minutes her tongue stilled, and her limbs too, until she lay on the bed gray and cold as stone. Alcestis: A Novel by Katharine Beutner reminds me that a book is a relationship, and mine have always been complicated. I despise the world Ms. Beutner created for the young Alcestis. Her mother was dead, her father remained remote and cruel, and the servants were dull.