The Realms Of Gold
Condition: SECONDHAND
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Condition remarks:
Condition: Good to fair. Paperback. Page Condition: Good - possible tanning. Markings: possible previous owner inscription.
Frances Wingate is a brilliant, celebrated archaeologist who has built her career unearthing ancient civilisations — yet her personal life remains fractured, haunted by a failed marriage and an estranged lover she cannot forget. Set against the backdrop of 1970s Britain, Margaret Drabble's The Realms of Gold chronicles the intertwining lives of Frances and her extended family as they grapple with love, ambition, loneliness, and the buried histories that shape who we are. Drabble writes with cool intelligence and sharp social acuity, drawing rich parallels between the excavation of the ancient past and the painful archaeology of modern relationships. The novel argues, with quiet but devastating force, that the bones of our personal histories are never truly buried — and that to understand civilisation, one must first reckon with the ruins of the self. A work of profound emotional and intellectual depth, it leaves the reader asking whether the greatest discoveries are always found in the most unexpected places.
Author: Margaret Drabble
Format: Paperback
Published: 1977, Penguin
Genre: Modern fiction
Condition remarks:
Condition: Good to fair. Paperback. Page Condition: Good - possible tanning. Markings: possible previous owner inscription.
Frances Wingate is a brilliant, celebrated archaeologist who has built her career unearthing ancient civilisations — yet her personal life remains fractured, haunted by a failed marriage and an estranged lover she cannot forget. Set against the backdrop of 1970s Britain, Margaret Drabble's The Realms of Gold chronicles the intertwining lives of Frances and her extended family as they grapple with love, ambition, loneliness, and the buried histories that shape who we are. Drabble writes with cool intelligence and sharp social acuity, drawing rich parallels between the excavation of the ancient past and the painful archaeology of modern relationships. The novel argues, with quiet but devastating force, that the bones of our personal histories are never truly buried — and that to understand civilisation, one must first reckon with the ruins of the self. A work of profound emotional and intellectual depth, it leaves the reader asking whether the greatest discoveries are always found in the most unexpected places.