was no different. Set in Ireland in the seventh century, the story follows three monks who have left everything else behind to live a more holy life on a lone rocky island. The three only have each other to rely on, and they are eventually tested by the experience as they struggle to survive.
In her notes at the back of the book, Donoghue writes that the place where the story is set is based on a real island, Skellig Michael, and that her scheduled trip to visit it was cancelled because of the pandemic. As a result, she was left to reconstruct the place in her imagination. I’ve been waiting for the books written during the pandemic to emerge, and this one stood out in my mind because the story itself seemed to reflect the loneliness of living through these times: The monks inare isolated, depending only on each other for companionship.
So it’s in the painful to read young adult sci fi section