Caro Claire Burke

Rustiikkinen maalaistalo, komea cowboy-aviomies ja kuusi ihanaa lasta. Sometähti-kotiäiti Natalie vannoo perinteikkään elämän nimeen ja rakentaa samalla kokonaista imperiumia. Mitä väliä, vaikka kulisseissa hääräävät lastenhoitajat ja tuottajat - ja miehen komeuskin on pelkkää pintaa. Sitten eräänä aamuna todellisuus on peruuttanut parisataa vuotta taaksepäin. Feministinen aikalaissatiiri Eilisvuosi on kohauttava esikoisromaani, jonka oikeudet myytiin Yhdysvalloissa huikeassa 15 kustantamon huutokaupassa. Se käännetään yli 20 kielelle, ja elokuvaoikeudet on ostanut Anne Hathaway.

'A BOLD AND BITING SATIRE. WILL HAVE YOU GASPING TO THE FINAL PAGE' NITA PROSE'WICKEDLY FUNNY, BEAUTIFULLY WRITTEN AND FRIGHTENINGLY PERCEPTIVE' ABIGAIL DEAN'INVENTIVE, ADDICTIVE, A WILD RIDE' ASHLEY AUDRAIN'SHOT THROUGH WITH HUMOUR AND LACED WITH DARKNESS' CLARE MACKINTOSH'THE STEPFORD WIVES MEETS THE HANDMAID'S TALE' HANNAH DEITCH

'EVERYONE IS GOING TO BE TALKING ABOUT THIS BOOK' BELLA MACKIE'NIGHTMARISH, SHOCKING, BRILLIANT'STYLIST'THE BOOK THAT WILL BE EVERYWHERE' INDEPENDENT'INTELLIGENT, INCISIVE, INSANELY READABLE' JENNIE GODFREY'BOLD, BITING. WILL LEAVE YOU GASPING' NITA PROSE'WICKEDLY FUNNY' ABIGAIL DEAN'INVENTIVE, ADDICTIVE, A WILD RIDE' ASHLEY AUDRAIN

A traditional American woman, a beautiful wife and mother who sells her pioneer lifestyle of raw milk and farm-fresh eggs to her millions of social media followers, suddenly awakens cold, filthy, and terrified in the brutal reality of 1855--where she must unravel whether this living nightmare is an elaborate hoax, a twisted reality show, or something far more sinister in this sensational debut novel. My name was Natalie Heller Mills, and I was perfect at being alive. Natalie lives a traditional lifestyle. Her charming farmhouse is rustic, her husband a handsome cowboy, her six children each more delightful than the last. So what if there are nannies and producers behind the scenes, her kitchen hiding industrial-grade fridges and ovens, her husband the heir to a political dynasty? What Natalie's followers--all 8 million of them--don't know won't hurt them. And The Angry Women? The privileged, Ivy League, coastal elite haters who call her an antifeminist iconoclast? They're sick with jealousy. Because Natalie isn't simply living the good life, she's living the ideal--and just so happens to be building an empire from it. Until one morning she wakes up in a life that isn't hers. Her home, her husband, her children--they're all familiar, but something's off. Her kitchen is warmed by a sputtering fire rather than electricity, her children are dirty and strange, and her soft-handed husband is suddenly a competent farmer. Just yesterday Natalie was curating photos of homemade jam for her Instagram, and now she's expected to haul firewood and handwash clothes until her fingers bleed. Has she become the unwitting star of a ruthless reality show? Could it really be time travel? Is she being tested by God? By Satan? When Natalie suffers a brutal injury in the woods, she realizes two things: This is not her beautiful life, and she must escape by any means possible. A gripping, electrifying novel that is as darkly funny as it is frightening, Yesteryear is a gimlet-eyed look at tradition, fame, faith, and the grand performance of womanhood.

A traditional American woman, a beautiful wife and mother who sells her pioneer lifestyle of raw milk and farm-fresh eggs to her millions of social media followers, suddenly awakens cold, filthy, and terrified in the brutal reality of 1805—where she must unravel whether this living nightmare is an elaborate hoax, a twisted reality show, or something far more sinister in this sensational debut novel. My name was Natalie Heller Mills, and I was perfect at being alive. Natalie lives a traditional lifestyle. Her charming farmhouse is rustic, her husband a handsome cowboy, her six children each more delightful than the last. So what if there are nannies and producers behind the scenes, her kitchen hiding industrial-grade fridges and ovens, her husband the Republican equivalent of a Kennedy? What Natalie’s followers—all 8 million of them—don’t know won’t hurt them. And The Angry Women? The privileged, Ivy League, coastal elite haters who call her an antifeminist iconoclast? They’re sick with jealousy. Because Natalie isn’t simply living the good life, she’s living the ideal—and just so happens to be building an empire from it. Until one morning she wakes up in a life that isn’t hers. Her home, her husband, her children—they’re all familiar, but something’s off. Her kitchen is warmed by a sputtering fire rather than electricity, her children are dirty and strange, and her soft-handed husband is suddenly a competent farmer. Just yesterday Natalie was curating photos of homemade jam for her Instagram, and now she’s expected to haul firewood and handwash clothes until her fingers bleed. Has she become the unwitting star of a brutal reality show? Could it really be time travel? Is she being tested by God? By Satan? When Natalie suffers a brutal injury in the woods, she realizes two things: This is not her beautiful life, and she must escape by any means possible. A gripping, electrifying novel that is as darkly funny as it is frightening, Yesteryear is a gimlet-eyed look at tradition, fame, faith, and the grand performance of womanhood.

En tradwife-influenser våkner plutselig opp i 1855! Natalie er den perfekte mor og kone, som serverer hjemmelaget mat til vakre barn og en dødskjekk ektemann på den sjarmerende gården de bor på. Alt deles med millioner av følgere på sosiale medier, uten å vise teamet av barnepiker, produsenter og assistenter som bistår bak kamera. Livet er en drøm – helt til hun en morgen våkner opp i 1855. Har hun blitt sendt tilbake i tid? Blir hun testet av Gud? Eller er det bare en spøk som har gått altfor langt? Yesteryear er en gripende og fascinerende roman, full av mørk humor, som kaster et skarpt blikk på tradisjoner, berømmelse og kvinneliv.