Author(s): Christopher Rush
He stopped writing and lost faith in everything that had informed his existence. Nothing could cure his almost suicidal depression. At last he decided to try to reclaim his sanity in the least expected of ways. A confirmed non-traveller, he went to France, bought a donkey and disappeared into the mountains of the Cevennes. Like a fellow Scot, Robert Louis Stevenson, who had made the same journey over a century before, he hoped to find a new reason to live. First published 2005.
'The most remarkable book I've ever read about the thing which you hope isn't going to happen' John Bayley, author of Iris 'What stunningly beautiful and moving writing ... the book sings with hope' Brendan Kennelly 'Quite literally, monumental' Sunday Independent, Ireland 'Beautifully balanced' The Scotsman 'An astonishing pilgrimage from rage to redemption' The Guardian
Christopher Rush was born in St Monans and for thirty years taught literature in Edinburgh. His books include A Twelvemonth and a Day (recently listed as one of the 100 greatest Scottish books ever) and the highly acclaimed To Travel Hopefully. He now lives near his childhood home.