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Author: Davide Mana
Paleontologist. By day, researcher, teacher and ecological statistics guru. By night, pulp fantasy author-publisher, translator and blogger. In the spare time, Orientalist Anonymous, guerilla cook.
11 April 2018 at 19:53
This made my day, Davide 🙂 Shirley Jackson was already one of my favorite writers, this piece fits her style marvelously well. She was always pushing the envelope, and that is a very good trait indeed. Way ahead of her time, Jackson died far far too early. The mail sent to the New Yorker for publishing “The Lottery” and the mail sent to Shirley’s home in Vermont was phenomenal: much of it full of invective. Good on her!
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11 April 2018 at 21:59
Jackson is criminally underrated.
And she had style.
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