In a world of chance is there a better and a worse? We yield to a stranger's embrace or give ourselves to the waves; for the blink of an eyelid our vigilance relaxes; we are asleep; and when we awake, we have lost the direction of our lives.
In this extraordinary novel J. M. Coetzee asks his readers to re-imagine Daniel Defoe’s Robinson Crusoe. It is the early 1700s. A young woman, Susan Barton, washes ashore on a remote island, populated only by Cruso and Friday, his mute slave. It will finally fall to Barton, having been rescued, to tell their tale of survival—but in order to do that she must grapple with the nature of storytelling itself.
'A small miracle of a book...of marvellous intricacy and overwhelming power’ Washington Post
‘At sentence level, [Coetzee] is, of course, a model of clarity – think of the dry and unornamented perspicuity Coetzee brings to bear in his fiction, the fastidiousness of thought...Yet the cumulative effect of this approach is not arid intellection but organic feeling: full-fleshed, mysterious and often extreme.’ Monthly