When I was a girl my father told me his grandmother was Cherokee, his father’s family French – “DuBois became DuBose somewhere along the line,” he said. My grandmother had distinct Native features as did one of my sisters. There was no reason to question it. I grew up playing outdoors like most children of… Continue Reading
Meditative Novels and the Reader.
There’s chat in the ether about writers needing to have respect for the reader’s time. It asks whether a long-winded meditation is appropriate for fiction or memoir. The Blue Guitar (John Banville) immediately comes to mind. The narrative structure of Banville’s meditation on aging is buttressed by a carefully layered storyline that keeps the novel… Continue Reading
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