All the time in the world is to be published by Cinnamon Press in 2017.
and a poetry pamphlet to be published by Three Drops from a Cauldron in 2016.
One new copy left Amazon http://www.amazon.co.uk/What-Horses-Heard-Rebecca-Gethin/dp/1909077216
or from me (with a nice discount for you: Contact me )
Exquisitely observed, this highly charged and affecting novel takes us on an epic journey with larger than life characters and animals that experienced extraordinary brutality during a devastating war, along the way asserting the importance of individual stories against a backdrop of loss on an enormous scale. Humane, poignant and gripping, What the horses heard is a must-read novel for the centenary of World War I.
There are more reviews here
The cover is a painting, Rider by the Shore, by Anthony Amos.
A Handful of Water
“Every poem turns up sudden surprises, wonderful delights. It’s like reading a pool, beneath which there is a delirium of movement and feeling. The assurance is startling. If you want a journey into the unknown, read A Handful of Water. It’s utterly stunning.” Bill Greenwell. Available from Cinnamon Press, Inpress, Amazon …or from me.
Here’s a link to an “interview” with me about this book on Caroline Davies’ blog
Liar Dice (2011)
“Gethin links present and past, the displayed and the concealed, fantasy and longing in this bittersweet tale of a woman’s growth towards self-knowledge… rooted in the rich soil of others’ lives, their dreams and their sacrifices, as generation follows generation. Compassionately imagined – Liar Dice is an engaging exploration of memory and identity.”Maria McCann
Only e-book are available from Amazon http://www.amazon.co.uk/Liar-Dice-Rebecca-Gethin/dp/1907090436 or from The Hive
or from me, too.
River is the Plural of Rain (2009)
“Gethin’s poems have a dark mineral atmosphere that is somehow never oppressive but offers a softness, and a light, a way out of the bleak.”
but might well be out-of-print now.
I’m inspired by places and the stories of people and creatures that lie just below the surfaces of things: beneath the stones, along the coast, up muddy estuaries and in paths leading across the moors or into the mountains. My poems are mainly set in Ireland, Italy and here on Dartmoor as well as other places I visit from time to time.
My blog page is Dartmoor Diary.