The Unlikely Pilgrimage of Harold Fry - Tapa dura

"Late last year the time came to pick 2012's 'new face' for books: I read a pile of first novels and enjoyed a few, but there was only one I adored, and that was "The Unlikely Pilgrimage of Harold Fry.".. It is a funny book, a wise book, a charming book - but never cloying. It's a book with a savage twist, - and yet never seems manipulative. Perhaps because Harold himself is just wonderful... This book may follow a pattern set by another radio dramatist-turned-novelist, David Nicholls, whose One Day has now sold more than a million copies and been made into a successful film simply because one reader said to another 'I love this book' over and over again. So I'm telling you now: I love this book."--"The Times" "The redemption Joyce offers at the end of this novel is haunting, unexpected and inspiring. She makes you want to leave your phone at home and walk out to discover things." --"The Times "(UK) "[A] moving debut." --"The Guardian "(UK) "Very rarely, you come upon a novel that feels less like a book than a poignant passage of your own life, and the protagonist like an acquaintance who has gently corrected your path. . . . Rachel Joyce's "The Unlikely Pilgrimage of Harold Fry" starts off in just this way. . . . A smart, subtle, funny, painful, weirdly personal novel." "--The Globe and Mail" " . . . a gentle adventure with an emotional wallop. It's a smart, feel-good story that doesn't feel forced." --"USA Today"" """The Unlikely Pilgrimage of Harold Fry" is not just a book about lost love. It is about all the wonderful everyday things Harold discovers through the mere process of putting one foot in front of the other. . . . it is very much a story of present-day courage. She writes about how easily a mousy, domesticated man can get lost and how joyously he can be refound." --"The New York Times""Joyce's beguiling debut is another modest-seeming story of 'ordinary' English lives that enthralls a

Recently retired, sweet, emotionally numb Harold Fry is jolted out of his passivity by a letter from Queenie Hennessy, an old friend, who he hasn't heard from in twenty years. She has written to say she is in hospice and wanted to say goodbye. Leaving his tense, bitter wife Maureen to her chores, Harold intends a quick walk to the corner mailbox to post his reply but instead, inspired by a chance encounter, he becomes convinced he must deliver his message in person to Queenie--who is 600 miles away--because as long as he keeps walking, Harold believes that Queenie will not die. So without hiking boots, rain gear, map or cell phone, one of the most endearing characters in current fiction begins his unlikely pilgrimage across the English countryside. Along the way, strangers stir up memories--flashbacks, often painful, from when his marriage was filled with promise and then not, of his inadequacy as a father, and of his shortcomings as a husband. Ironically, his wife Maureen, shocked by her husband's sudden absence, begins to long for his presence. Is it possible for Harold and Maureen to bridge the distance between them? And will Queenie be alive to see Harold arrive at her door?