His obituary described him as mordant and neurotic. I never thought of him as either – he was an inexorable blend of high and low; outraged and enthralled; rapt in wonder and horror. David found the humor in the tragic, and the tragedy in the banal. He was rare and singular; a Canadian and later a…
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What made him do what he did? Could it have all been for an ice cream bar, really? Will any of us ever know?
What made him do what he did? Could it have all been for an ice cream bar, really? Will any of us ever know?
What made him do what he did? Could it have all been for an ice cream bar, really? Will any of us ever know?
What made him do what he did? Could it have all been for an ice cream bar, really? Will any of us ever know? What made him do what he did? Could it have all been for an ice cream bar, really? Will any of us ever know?
‘Blow the candle out, taste the darkness and come back changed.’
In the latest Granta podcast, Yuka Igarashi talks to A.M. Homes, the recipient of this year’s Women’s Prize for Fiction for May We Be Forgiven.
A.M. Homes’s May We Be Forgiven began as a short story, published in Granta 100 in 2007....
‘Now I understand the meaning of — it just happened. Or — it was an accident.’
‘Anonymous cries up and down the hallways. Linoleum floors swabbed with gray water. Mop smelling like old sex.’
