Part of me thinks this book was an excellent allegory for all sorts of important stuff, all wrapped up in dark fairy tale logic. A much larger part of me couldn‘t click with the allegorical elements because they were basically IT and I wanted a stronger human component.
This is probably my last larger library haul for a while. So many of my holds have (finally) made it through processing that I haven‘t had time to read any of the stuff I‘ve purchased recently, and I don‘t like to let those pile up. The rest of the novels on my list are now suspended until the end of October, barring a couple I‘m especially eager to read.
"His mouth was slightly open—just enough that it made you want to slip in a coin."
-"The Old Leather Bag"
"His muttering began to mingle with the sound of the TV, and like a wound closing, the world sought to regain its proper shape. There might be a place for me in that world. But I had a feeling that I would be denied entry. The one who entered would not be me. All of the sounds humming at the bottom of the space around us invaded and filled me. That was how they rejected me."
-"A Breast"
"She was laughing. She sounded as if she were trying to copy the sound of her own laughter."
-"A Breast"
"Those leaves, due to the weight of the air they scraped away, might make a sound when they struck the ground."
-"A Breast"
At the Edge of the Woods | 
