Here is the Beehive, written in blank verse is the lyrical account of an adulterous affair and its brutal aftermath. You've really never read a book quite like this one.
This tantalising tale of an affair is deftly written. Ana Kelly has been haviing an affair that has come t an abrut end. In streams of consciousness, fragments of conversations and flashbacks, you'll get snapshots of Ana the lover, the lawayer, the mother, the obsessive You'll follow her, stalker-like, into the home of her lover's wife as she tried to make sense of where she fitted in. Raw, emotional and wistful.
Here Is the Beehive is a gutsy, modern, deeply entertaining and, at times, faintly subversive-feeling piece of work. It’s also entirely and likably original in its execution, quite unlike anything I’ve read before.
The novel – and, yes, it has all of a novel’s weight, breadth and tension, while at the same time slithering down the page with the sly spareness of a poem.. Still, it’s hard to mind when the writing is so bright and alive and the novel is a triumph – crackling with psychological and sexual ambiguity – in its descriptions of a man who, all too depressingly believably, has zero intention of leaving his wife.
With both the style and structure of the book, the smallness of the affair comes through, how it can mean so much but ultimately represent so little. In the end, what Ana is left with is a ghost of a person and what he meant to her. The best she can hope for is to sit at her computer, refreshing his social media, checking for new posts “in case it’s all been some grisly mistake”.