. . . I plunged into a story that had some very familiar elements, shape shifting entities, animals with intelligence as high has humans, and cultural loss and confusion. Only the first violent scene turned my attention to the frontispiece and notes, and I realized that the book is considered a horror book.
The book follows the lives of three women, which while not entirely intertwined, certainly intersect. Each woman has her own voice and chapters. There was a time that this gimmick would have gotten you a rejection from an agent or publisher, likely on a sticky note, that read “Whose story is this? Pick a main character, rewrite and resubmit.” Those days are long gone; the multiple voice narrative is very common now, fueled, partly, by movies like “Crash” and “Mulholland Drive”.
Green Grass and Pool Water By Fureyous It was the smell of new mown grass that saved me. I can’t remember what led me to that day when I felt like ending my life. I was in graduate school in a program I hated; my erstwhile boyfriend was gone, yet again, for the summer; I […]