Exactly the kind of writing to come out of the South these days that I love trying to get my head round. Not as impenetrable as the stories in Barry Hannah's High Lonesome, but similar in sheer surreality and attention to dialect. Poignant and ridiculous in turn, this story of what happens when a middle-aged woman sits down to write her grocery list one day shimmers with magic realism. And the ending made me smile.
Heidi J. De Vries
Exactly the kind of writing to come out of the South these days that I love trying to get my head round. Not as impenetrable as the stories in Barry Hannah's High Lonesome, but similar in sheer surreality and attention to dialect. Poignant and ridiculous in turn, this story of what happens when a middle-aged woman sits down to write her grocery list one day shimmers with magic realism. And the ending made me smile.
