There are plenty would call her a slut for it. Me, I was just glad she had shown me. now I could get this embarrassment off me. Now I knew what to do when it stuck out its dim one-eyed head.
OK, this first paragraph from the Prologue to her upcoming October novel, Tender Morsels, made me curious when I received the book in the mail today. After having read the first 50 pages, this is a very promising start, as before I had read only her short fiction. It is shaping up to be one of those dark, brutal, yet touching stories, one that seems to address some very harsh and uncomfortable topics (for example, the lead character seems to be the victim of parental incest) that might make a few "critics" *cough*Truesdale*cough* eager to scream "pornography" to the high heavens. Needless to say, such people would have missed the beautiful pine forest for a few pine needles jabbed in their eyes and orifices.
Although I have a very busy couple of nights ahead, once Thursday's work is done, I'm looking forward to indulging myself further with this novel, as past experience has shown me that Lanagan really is a writer to make time for, regardless of the pressing deadlines.