November 21, 2013 by Laird
My pal John Langan got me hip to Larry Brown last year. Now it’s June Spence. Missing Women & others is a dark and deceptively stylish collection of stories. The title piece is the kind of art to put an icy lump in your gut and keep you awake nights. In fact, this book, much like Larry Brown’s own work, resonates the kind of rawness that simply has to come from experience. I’m almost despairing that I come to Missing Women two decades after its debut. There is not enough time to read the writers I should be reading.
Anyway. Read this, then go read Karen Joy Fowler, or Kelly Link, or Aimiee Bender, or Livia Llewellyn.