Sarah Crowe left Atlanta, and the remnants of a tumultuous relationship, to live alone in an old house in rural Rhode Island. Within its walls she discovers an unfinished manuscript written by the house's former tenant-a parapsychologist obsessed with the ancient oak growing on a desolate corner of the property. And as the gnarled tree takes root in her imagination, Sarah risks her health and her sanity to unearth a revelation planted centuries ago...
Caitlin R. Kiernan, surely one of America's finest (and darkest) writers, returns with "The Red Tree"; and she's coming from a new direction. Using first-person narration for the first time insofar as I know, she's created what's apparently a semi-autobiographical novel, and she distances it from herself by tagging it as a novel by Sarah Crowe and Charles L. Harvey. And if you're worried that her use of the first person will render her prose less shimmering, poetic, and impressionistic than in her previous works, well--I'm here to dispel those worries. Her prose glows. It glows darkly, but it glows.
Caitlin R. Kiernan, surely one of America's finest (and darkest) writers, returns with "The Red Tree"; and she's coming from a new direction. Using first-person narration for the first time insofar as I know, she's created what's apparently a semi-autobiographical novel, and she distances it from herself by tagging it as a novel by Sarah Crowe and Charles L. Harvey. And if you're worried that her use of the first person will render her prose less shimmering, poetic, and impressionistic than in her previous works, well--I'm here to dispel those worries. Her prose glows. It glows darkly, but it glows.
3 comments:
I'm afraid by the kiernan's writing!!!
I like that book! reading during a flight, above the stormy clouds, it was freaky!
j'ai beaucoup aimée ce livre!
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