by Lydia Davis
I haven't finished this book-- it lives next to my bed, migrates throughout the house. Davis is the master of the microstory, of the changing narrative style, of the one-sentence punch to the chest. Every time I think I know her voice, it changes. Every time I think what POV she's going to com...
I am stuck between giving it 2-3 stars
Wait, she writes stuff too?This is the masterful translator of Madame Bovary and Swann's Way, and she just won the Man Booker Prize for her own stories, which some guy who learned how to write from Pitchfork says "fling their lithe arms wide to embrace many a kind," whatever the fuck that's supposed...
Lydia Davis is certainly different, and i can't say i'd read anything quite like this (except in terms of brevity) up until this collection. i can't say i adored it though, or even that i really liked most of what was here. four story collections are combined: Break it down (1986), Almost No Memory ...
Lydia Davis is the master. From almost novella length to a few sentences, or even words, Davis has a command of the form and of quick and devastating characterization. It's a brick but an enjoyable brick.
I don't know what this book is supposed to be: poetry, essays or fiction, or some combination, but the title suggests fiction.I am far too tired to review this nicely, but I will say this book is a cure for insomnia. 731 pages long, I don't know how many "stories," and I found maybe seventy five pag...
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