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Jean Rhys. Any novel will do (Wide Sargasso Sea, Voyage in the Dark, After Leaving Mr. Mackenzie, Quartet). | |
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Because she's alone in Paris in an old fur coat, drinking by herself in little restaurants, and I know just how she feels but I'd never have the guts to write it unvarnished like she does, or to drink alone like she did. | |
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Mary Robison's short stories, gathered right now in Tell Me. | |
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Because she works in a small space, but packs the whole sad world in there, and her characters do human, generous and faith-full things I can never forget. | |
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Donald Barthelme's short stories (Forty Stories, Sixty Stories). | |
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Because they're compact and erudite, a pleasure to read, la-dee-da, meanwhile they're pricking your skin with little arrows and making you feel more than you meant to. | |
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Pia Z. Ehrhardt.
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Terry Bain, esq.