It was a beautiful day, clear and dry, the orchards soaked by the early-morning downpour and smelling of fallen fruit and fresh buds. Life fantastic, I thought, when something hard was shoved into my back and a voice said don’t turn around.
Also, looks like new book-format material is on the way:
Stephen Dixon has published twenty-seven books of fiction, fourteen novels, and thirteen collections of short stories. His next, a three-volume story collection called What Is All This?, is forthcoming from Fantagraphics Books.
Granted I still haven't read Meyer (though I will) nor have I read like 90 percent of what he's published, but, you know, still: exciting!
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Sure is, dawg. (Exciting.) Meyer sucked, but no matter.
Did you see the Collected Stories of Lydia Davis news? Seven Hundred And Fifty Two Pages. Ohboyohboy
I remember you saying that. Which is I think why I want to read it. To see if it was bad or if it was a situational burnout thing. (I've been there.)
I hadn't seen that news. Though I think I wasn't excited by what of hers I'd read. Maybe I'll have to look back into her.
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