Fridlund’s novel, History
of wolves, was critically well-received last year and I enjoyed it. Her book of short stories, released this
year, is more problematic, and frankly, pretty depressing reading in the dreary
month of February. The stories are
well-written but the characters are so sad, damaged, and lonely in most cases,
that it is a real slog to keep going one after one. Best taken in very small doses – I renewed it
multiple times and can’t believe it was only…..
199 pp.
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