Sherwood Anderson: Winesburg, Ohio
Oh man, I liked this book! I’d never heard of Sherwood Anderson before (being the literary ignoramus I am) but this book totally made me a fan. The introduction was also pretty funny. It explained who Anderson was and how he never knew how to write a novel. The writer of the introduction, Malcolm Cowley, suspected Anderson didn’t quite grasp time and this is why Anderson’s stories sometimes jump, without warning, decades forwards or backwards in time. (March 2003)
Reading Winesburg was almost eerie, it reminded me so much of Misu’s writings. I bought her a copy. Haven’t heard yet if she likes it.