Language. There’s so much that a writer can do with it. Eimear McBride took it apart – just like the girl, her protagonist, is taken apart. By men. By her mother. By all those things that happen to her beloved brother. Never to be whole again. The sentences that were complete came almost as a relief when I was reading … and those that were incomplete made sense most of the time. This book is a linguistic revelation-revolution. Emotions lay bare. A Girl is a Half-formed Thing is not an easy read – and I already admire the translator who takes on this debut novel!