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Ordinary Thunderstorms: A Novel

Ordinary Thunderstorms: A Novel

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by William Boyd
     
 

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“William Boyd seems singularly blessed with both an innate love of storytelling and the talent to render those stories in swift, confident prose.” —The New York Times

From William Boyd, award-winning author of Brazzaville Beach and Restless, comes a stunning literary mystery about crime and punishment:

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“William Boyd seems singularly blessed with both an innate love of storytelling and the talent to render those stories in swift, confident prose.” —The New York Times

From William Boyd, award-winning author of Brazzaville Beach and Restless, comes a stunning literary mystery about crime and punishment: Ordinary Thunderstorms. One of the most accomplished writers of our time, Boyd has written a profound and gripping novel about the fragility of social identity, the corruption at the heart of big business, and the secrets that lie hidden in the filthy underbelly of every city.

Product Details

ISBN-13:
9780061966262
Publisher:
HarperCollins Publishers
Publication date:
01/26/2010
Sold by:
HARPERCOLLINS
Format:
NOOK Book
Pages:
432
Sales rank:
482,505
File size:
605 KB

Meet the Author

William Boyd is also the author of A Good Man in Africa, winner of the Whitbread Award and the Somerset Maugham Award; An Ice-Cream War, winner of the John Llewellyn Rhys War Prize and short-listed for the Booker Prize; Brazzaville Beach, winner of the James Tait Black Memorial Prize; Restless, winner of the Costa Novel of the Year; Ordinary Thunderstorms; and Waiting for Sunrise, among other books. He lives in London.

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Ordinary Thunderstorms 3.7 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 47 reviews.
Ronrose More than 1 year ago
Have you ever set aside a book promising yourself to read it later, because another book came along that you were dying to read? Then another book comes along that was well hyped and then another. Eventually you find that first book under a pile of other books you have read. You finally get a chance to read it and it turns out this book is better than many of the other books you read since you first set this one aside. Ordinary Thunderstorms: A Novel is that book. Adam Kindred is a young man who strikes up a casual conversation with a stranger in a small Italian bistro in a suburb of London. From this minor encounter his life begins to fall apart like a tumbling row of dominoes. He is soon running from not only the police, but also a killer who is desperate to find him. Adam sees only one way out, to disappear. But how do you disappear in a city that has more closed circuit televisions scanning the populace than any other city in the world. How do you not leave a trail, when any financial transaction or a meeting with a public official could be recorded and lead back to you. It is after all, the information age. We are all tied in myriad ways to the grid. How do you utterly disappear in the heart of London? I enjoyed this book very much. I felt a couple of the scenarios were a bit thin, but the author pulled them off. The writing was very good overall. The characters were deftly brought to life. I found myself routing for the hero to persevere. Perhaps we all have that subliminal desire from time to time to vanish from our present lives and see if we could start over again. This book was provided for review by the well read folks at Harper Perennial.
harstan More than 1 year ago
Climatologist Adam Kindred and immunologist Dr. Philip Wang met by chance at an Italian restaurant near Royal Hospital not far from where the Thames flows through Chelsea as each dined alone on tables next to each other. The former is in London trying to obtain a research fellowship position at Imperial College while the later works in Oxford at a pharmaceutical firm as a sort of allergist. Wang departs while mumbling something about a good feeling but leaves behind a file with his papers. Adam picks up the documents so he can return them to Dr. Wang. However at the immunologist's flat, he finds Wang's dead body. Not sure what to do as someone is after him besides the cops who have evidence of his visit to the dead man's apartment, Adam flees for his life. Meanwhile, Wang's boss at Calenture-Deutz, Ingrym Fryzer, realizes someone at the firm wants him out and Wang's data on an anti-allergy drug that the scientist was working on is missing as the board refuses to wait any longer to market the drug to get the profits though the late researcher was not finished testing it. Fryzer, his shadowy adversary and his paid assassin, and the cops seek a thirty-one years old climatologist who vanished somewhere in Chelsea. This is an exciting fast-paced thriller in which a young man seeking a job becomes the focus of corporate killers, an ethical CEO, and the Metropolitan Police. The two subplots converge though a series of coincidences starting with the restaurant encounter, but fans of action-packed conspiratorial tales of the avarice affluent vs. a lone reluctant everyman will enjoy Ordinary Thunderstorms turning into a torrent for Adam. Harriet Klausner
jayjasperjones More than 1 year ago
I'm happy I discovered William Boyd through this book. Interesting story. Very good!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Picked this book up after reading a review on Bloomberg.com. Really enjoyed it. Fairly complex plot and if you like London as a city you'll get extra satisfaction from this.
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Hugh jolted upright, gasping quietly in shock. He glanced around, relief flooding his amber eyes as he saw he was in his bed. He shrugged his covers off reluctantly, wincing inwardly as his bare feet touched the cold floor of the Hephaestus cabin. With a muttered curse, he rose from his bunk, ignoring the snoring sounds around him. <p> He was always the first to rise. He supposed it was his duty, being the senior counselor and all. <p> He returned from the bathroom, his skin balmy and his dark hair whipped into a spiky do, still wet from his shower. <p> A smirk crawling across his stoic face, he bundled his sweats into a ball and chunked it at his half-brother, Derec. <p> Derec sputtered awake, looking around furiously. When he saw Hugh standing over him, he snorted. <p> Hugh grinned. "Don't want to be late for breakfast." <p> Derec shot him a pointed look and tossed the clothes back at him, though Hugh easily dodged the clumsy throw. <p> "Wake the others." He said before slipping out the cabin door, "I have to see Chiron." <p> Derec grumbled once more and disappeared from sight. <p> Hugh turned and made for the Big House, the frosty grass glistening almost blindingly in the sunlight. He broke into a trot, his face losing the playful smile, replaced by a thin line. <p> He clumped up the Big House stairs, this breath clouding the air before him in the wintery air. He looked at the frosted windows of the blue cottage, greatful that warm yellow light was spilling from them. <p> He pushed the door open. "Chiron, I have to talk to you--" <p> His voice died in his throat, his skin turning a palid color. "C-Chiron. . . ?" <p> The scene in the living area of the Big House was slick with ice, shimmering an eerie blue. Chiron was hunched in wheelchair form, his entire form frozen over. Seymour the leopard was frozen as well, his mouth open in a warning mid-snarl. <p> Sitting on an icy love seat was Rachel, the oracle. Her eyes were glazed in a cold stare, her face full of scared surprise. <p> Hugh stared for a moment. He felt like his muscles had turned to lead, dread coursing through his veins. <p> He startled back to the living world as green vapor spiraled from Rachel's O-shaped mouth, pooling onto the glacial floor before him. <p> [ MWHAHAHAHA! Feelin' evil. ~ NRM ]
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MRBNYC More than 1 year ago
Somewhat slow-moving at times, but still pretty gripping. Makes you really think about the fragility of life, and drawing upon inner resources.
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Man_Of_La_Book_Dot_Com More than 1 year ago
"Ordi&#173;nary Thun&#173;der&#173;storms" by William Boyd is a fic&#173;tional book with many themes. The book takes place in Lon&#173;don and fol&#173;lows a man whose life turned upside down. Adam Kndred, a divorced, unre&#173;mark&#173;able aca&#173;d&#173;e&#173;mic weath&#173;er&#173;man is in Lon&#173;don apply&#173;ing for a job. By chance he meets Philip Wang, a researchers for big-pharma who acci&#173;den&#173;tally leaves a piece of paper behind. Adam tries to return the doc&#173;u&#173;ment only to find Wang punc&#173;tured with a bread knife. Stu&#173;pidly, Adam removes the knife&#173;and hence causes Wang's death and leaves his fin&#173;ger&#173;prints behind. Adam, who is not a dumb man, makes his sec&#173;ond mis&#173;take and goes on the run pur&#173;sued by Wang's mur&#173;derer and the police. As he hides and thinks of his next move he set&#173;tles into a life of vagrancy and poverty liv&#173;ing off the grid. "Ordi&#173;nary Thun&#173;der&#173;storms" by William Boyd is an explo&#173;ration of iden&#173;tity as well as a excur&#173;sion into the not so touris&#173;tic spots in Lon&#173;don. This is an ambi&#173;tious and well crafted novel where the quirk&#173;i&#173;ness might not be nec&#173;es&#173;sary, but is welcomed. The nar&#173;ra&#173;tive flows smoothly and the char&#173;ac&#173;ters are engag&#173;ing, one can't help but notice that Boyd has some affec&#173;tion towards love&#173;able, bum&#173;bling fools. This is an intel&#173;li&#173;gent, com&#173;pe&#173;tent thriller which, sur&#173;pris&#173;ingly, moves at a leisurely pace between char&#173;ac&#173;ters inter&#173;weav&#173;ing their sto&#173;ries in a cat-and-mouse game. There are many sub-plots which are all very inter&#173;est&#173;ing yet under&#173;de&#173;vel&#173;oped. There are house&#173;boat res&#173;i&#173;dents, the law&#173;less - inside, out&#173;side and above the law, under&#173;ground sub&#173;cul&#173;ture, the wealthy sub&#173;cul&#173;ture and an inter&#173;est&#173;ing take&#173;off of Chris&#173;tian&#173;ity. All are amus&#173;ing and thought&#173;ful which I would have loved to read more about - but this would most likely have tripled the size of the book. Mr. Boyd tells of human drama, fools, crim&#173;i&#173;nals, pat&#173;sies and losers liv&#173;ing on the edges of soci&#173;ety. For every loser there is a per&#173;son who is above and below them in the hier&#173;ar&#173;chy of life, but it seems that the hier&#173;ar&#173;chy is cir&#173;cu&#173;lar and never-ending. Mr. Boyd writes the most com&#173;plex and humane char&#173;ac&#173;ter as some&#173;one the reader never expected. Ingram Fryzer, the pres&#173;i&#173;dent of the evil big-pharma con&#173;glom&#173;er&#173;ate comes off as an almost pathetic fig&#173;ure. Fryzer, a suc&#173;cess&#173;ful multi-billionaire who wields pow&#173;er&#173;ful enti&#173;ties is not a happy man, can&#173;not get the love he so wishes for from his sons and father and ulti&#173;mately has no more power than the pro&#173;tag&#173;o&#173;nist, Adam Kin&#173;dred has over his own life. What I appre&#173;ci&#173;ate about nov&#173;els like this one is that they make you think well after you fin&#173;ished read&#173;ing them. In this book there is a run&#173;ning joke, a theme which is returned to over and over again - the ques&#173;tion of iden&#173;tity. The hunted Kin&#173;dred as well as many of the other char&#173;ac&#173;ters in the book, seem to be run
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