
900 hundred pages of Faulkner is a lot. This is the 1951 National Book Award winner, but I didn‘t think it was good sample of Faulkner‘s stuff. It doesn‘t show, in my opinion, how could he can be. But it does occasionally show how frustrating he can be. Unfortunately I was beaten down by this. My favorite stories are at the end (some of which are his earliest stories), but i was kind of worn out by that point.













