Crime writer Tommie Goerz has written his second novel outside of this genre. Set in the Franconian province, it tells of loss and transience in simple but precise language.
In Tommie Goerz's novel Im Schnee (In the Snow), in the fictional Franconian village of Austhal, the old people who have lived there for generations live in the decaying village centre almost like prehistoric creatures alongside the "newcomers". These two groups live in parallel worlds with relatively little understanding for one another. Getting to know each other over the course of time is a hopeless endeavour. When it comes to offering a newcomer the ‘you’, this is firmly rejected:We've only known each other for a few years. No, to be on first-name terms needs time if it wasn't like that from the start.
Wall of silence
The novel only covers the days following Schorsch's death and follows the traditional procedures and rituals. At the wake, first the old men sit until midnight, then the women. Only Max stays up all night at his deceased friend's bedside. The next day is the „Leich“, when everyone meets in the pub. There are more and more deaths among the old-established people, they say laconically:The hair grew and you had to cut it. You had to die in the same way. You couldn't just skip it.
One thing set Max - and Schorsch during his lifetime - apart from the other men in the village: he appreciated the slightly more cordial nature of the women and spent more time with the opposite sex: "Because they weren't so loud and so rough. And they also laughed differently, not so much at each other ... mostly anyway." Schorsch is also receptive to the women's singing, especially when the even older Lilo sings old songs:
Once, when she had sung the long song of the Loreley to the end, which he will never forget, he felt as if he himself was sinking into the river of time, as if the world was swallowing him up.
No glorification of the old days
Max's musings are characterised by alienation, melancholy and an increasing weariness with life. The village is far away from the rest of the world: "A mess, he no longer understood it. There was war everywhere, people were fleeing everywhere - here only the snow was falling." The often invoked solidarity of the old village community is also not so great:Each farm, each family formed a circle and each individual formed a circle for themselves. Everything was hermetically sealed.
A great little novel
So the old days were not necessarily better:Today it was different. The elderly were usually packed up somewhere and taken to a home where they were better off. Where they were pushed out the door when the sun was shining and where you could visit them. For an hour on a Sunday afternoon ... you didn't have the time. Which was better? Max couldn't have said.
Tommie Goerz: Im Schnee. Roman
München: Piper, 2025. 176 p.
ISBN: 978-3-492-07348-6
München: Piper, 2025. 176 p.
ISBN: 978-3-492-07348-6
March 2025