The work of Lucy Fricke, born in Hamburg in 1974, has won the author many prizes, including the stipend of the German Academy in Rome and a residency at New York’s Ledig House. Following Thirst Is Worse Than Homesickness, I Brought Friends and Takeshi’s Skin, Daughters is her fourth novel. Since 2010, Lucy Fricke has organised Hamburg’s HAM.LIT youth literature and music festival, the city’s first. She lives in Berlin.
Two women embark on a journey to Switzerland. With a terminally ill father on the back seat. This is to be their last, final journey together. But nothing ends the way it was supposed to, not even a life. Some stories begin with someone dying, but not every death is certain.
Martha and Betty have known each other since their 20s. They decide to blast full-throttle along the roads. In front of them is their destination, while a disaster looms behind. “There was no one with whom I could laugh this loudly about misfortune, only Martha. Most women don’t laugh about misfortune, especially not their own. Women talk about it until they cry and there’s nothing left worth saving. When it comes to suffering, women lose their sense of humour.”
Armed with humour used as a last line of defence and a painfully telling honesty, Lucy Fricke has crafted a warm, engaging novel about the goodbyes we all have to go through, the fathers who leave us too early and the debts that no one can hide from, even on the remotest island. This journey southwards explores the deep abyss of past lives, leading us to discover that the most important question isn’t, “Where did I come from?” but, “How do I get out of here?”
A road novel that captures the reader right from the start.