While that book was challenging because of all it makes the reader feel, Cacophony of Bone was proof of a move forward, of a shift out of the rawness of her earlier existence and while still in the process of healing, clear signs of hope and progress and development. Two days after the winter solstice in 2019, Kerri and her partner moved to a remote cottage in the heart of Ireland. They were looking for a home, somewhere to settle into a stable life. Then the pandemic arrived and their secluded abode became a place of enforced isolation. What was meant to be the beginning of an enriching new chapter was instead marked by uncertainty and fear. The seasons still passed, the swallows returned, the rhythms of the natural world went on, but in many ways 2020 was unlike any year we had seen before. And for Kerri there would be one more change: a baby, longed for but utterly, beautifully unexpected. When I saw that Kerri ní Dochartaigh had a new book out, I was intrigued. Thin Places was often a tough read, especially going into it thinking it was nature writing like others of the genre have written. Nature was her solace and those thin places a kind of magical thing that kept her here. That book trawled through a northern Irish childhood, into a young adult trying to come out of the fog to find their place and way in the world and feel safe, fighting the after-effects of trauma. From nightmares to numbness, nature her nurturer. I find myself searching for the words of others as a means to fill the holes that the actions of (other) others have left in me.

Cacophony of Bone maps the circle of a year - a journey from one place to another, field notes of a life - from one winter to the next. It is a telling of a changed life, in a changed world - and it is about all that does not change. All that which simply keeps on - living and breathing, nesting and dying - in spite of it all. When the pandemic came time seemed to shapeshift, so this is also a book about time. It is, too, a book about home, and what that can mean. Fragmentary in subject and form, fluid of language, this is an ode to a year, a place, and a love, that changed a life. To notice those things and to hold them, give my furry body over to their coming, to stop hurrying through life like a person shamed, by my female body and its traumas, by my past, by what that body could not have, what its parts could not produce.This is transformative writing, true and haunting, but most of all, hopeful. It sings with light and life.’ What might it mean to focus on the sowing of seeds of hope in the face of such individual and collective despair? In Cacophony of Bone as in her previous work, Kerri has a deeply personal voice that feels as if it comes not from her, but from the earth beneath her' MARC HAMER

Canongate are the best publishing house around and I am so grateful for their incredible work on Thin Places," she said. "I’m so excited to work with Simon on Cacophony of Bone, a book that takes my writing in a new direction. I hope Cacophony might deliver a little light to any reader that encounters it along the way. I am proud to continue my journey with Canongate and so grateful to everyone that continues to make this possible; it’s a deep joy." Teeming with abundance even when it is filled with grief, and wholly open to the world around it…Unlike anyone else writing just now.’ Two days after the Winter Solstice in 2019 Kerri and her partner M moved to a small, remote railway cottage in the heart of Ireland. They were looking for a home, somewhere to stay put. What followed was a year of many changes. Cacophony of Bone maps the circle of a year - a journey from one place to another, field notes of a life - from one winter to the next. It is a telling of a changed life, in a changed world - and it is about all that does not change. All that which simply keeps on - living and breathing, nesting and dying - in spite of it all. At the beginning of each chapter before the very brief diary entries, which are short poetic fragments and thoughts, there is a text, a navigation of layers of loneliness, grief and gratitude, observations of birds and moths, planning a garden and planting of seeds, the importance of rituals, an appreciation of the companionship of another human being, the connection with amazing women she has never yet met and the incredible comfort to be found in lines of language, of the soothing power of words and the immense power and wonder of books.

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Dreams arrive and motifs return, the days are spent reaching for meaning, walking them through, collecting and abandoning them anew. Cacophony of Bone maps the circle of a year – a journey from one place to another, field notes of a life – from one winter, to the next," the synopsis explains. "This is a time like no other, but it is also exactly like any other, too. The longest day came, as always it does – and the shortest came, too – in turn. This book is about time, that oddly boned creature; how it shapeshifts, right before our eyes. The pandemic has altered the way many of us view or experience time, and yet we watch as the natural world continues its unfurling, just as it always has, right outside our doors. It is also a book about home, and what that can mean. Home can be a place, a person, or perhaps even nature. This is a brilliant second book from a unique and deeply gifted writer who constantly renews our sense of the natural world and the landscape of the heart' KEVIN BARRY Cacophony of Bone is ní Dochartaigh’s record of a year spent in an isolated stone cottage with her partner M in the strangest year in recent history. It is a symphony of memoir, nature journal, diary and musings of that year.