The Girl With Brown Fur: Tales & Stories

By Stacey Levine

"Amid alarming depictions of family distress and perversion, unusual metamorphoses, and imperiled nature, in addition to the occasional successful get away or alliance, Levine pronounces the demise of fable and anticipates the cave in of civilization. yet for now, she subtly recognizes that notwithstanding deluded, poisoned, and impaired we could be, we'll proceed to inform and cherish stories and tales as we fight opposed to lies, brutality, and alienation."—Donna Seamen, Bookforum

The population of Stacey Levine's tales test each one of these items and extra, without extra good fortune than those who have extramarital affairs or those who purchase activities vehicles. fortunately, Levine's tales have a clean loss of admire for reality.—The Believer

Levine's crisp tales equally locate pleasure and transformation as they chase down their fantastical plots. The woman with Brown Fur will not be everyone's cup of tea, however the adventurous will take pleasure in following Levine's breadcrumb trails, whether that suggests getting just a little lost.—A.N. Devers, Time Out New York

In her first brief fiction assortment in view that My Horse and different Stories, Stacey Levine provides us twenty-eight new, feral, untamable tales, in myriad modes, from laugh-out-loud humorous, to Kafka-nightmarish, to lyrical, elegiac, and philosophical.

Stacey Levine is the writer of My Horse and different Stories (PEN/West Fiction Award, 1994) and the novels Dra— and Frances Johnson (finalist, Washington country e-book Award, 2005).

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Beck’s domestic wishes. Her personal day-by-day regimen used to be drab, Janice-Katie felt. yet contained in the constraints of labor and chores and Mrs. Beck’s nearcomplete dependence, she occasionally sensed a fluorescence within the air round her, available. She breathed it in. It was once a kind of freedom, she meant. She lower back to the room, wearing a bit sq. blanket for Mrs. Beck, who lay again, resting. attaining into her costume pocket, Janice-Katie withdrew a cigarette. “If I draw back to a personal international of my own,” Mrs. Beck acknowledged, “will I nonetheless be a part of the typical international? ” Janice-Katie didn't think like giving Mrs. Beck the delight of a answer. The older girl appeared to the wall, groaning frivolously, inquiring for a hairbrush, complaining that her nostril damage. Receding towards the kitchen garage region, inner most and by myself, JaniceKatie inhaled, feeling splendidly alive and robust. She was once happy that she wanted so little medication nowadays. At this element, compared to others, her physique definitely will be the leanest, probably such a lot wellfunctioning physique at the block and the local, potentially within the complete city. no matter if that weren't completely, factually real, it additionally didn't look improper, insofar as Janice-Katie used to be totally designated. Now it appeared as though her personal destiny disease, touring towards her like an outdated seventy three man on an extended, slightly noticeable highway, may perhaps vanish. it would be reabsorbed into the ambience or the line itself, or it would be destroyed by way of whatever incredible. “I can constantly end up myself by way of getting a task! ” Mrs. Beck broke out from the again of the home. quickly Janice-Katie might attend to the chore of washing and stretching all of Mrs. Beck’s trousers, for, day-to-day, the woman’s legs have been swelling with water or another substance. She idea she heard Mrs. Beck calling back. four a couple of months later, Mrs. Beck lower back domestic. She have been away for 4 days. “Hello! ” Janice-Katie stated, eyes smiling, and close the door. Mrs. Beck set down her leaden suitcase. She had came across a task as a cellular seamstress for a hectic ads corporation whose staff made shows at conventions. besides the fact that, she felt that the activity is probably not stimulating sufficient for her. Mrs. Beck sat in a immediately chair. She was once drained. in the course of her absence, she and Janice-Katie had exchanged a couple of letters during the mail. “Are you good? ” acknowledged Janice-Katie. “Yes, with the exception of my breathing,” Mrs. Beck responded. After the event on the sanatorium, her inspiratory breaths had develop into much more jagged and tough. even though, she usually had adequate breath for strenuous actions; a couple of days earlier than, she had hauled a number of heavy wastepaper baskets packed with needles and unpleasant phones clear of her station at paintings. “I didn’t communicate to someone at the train,” she informed Janice-Katie. “It’s too weakening. ” “There’s no use to speak on a train,” acknowledged the more youthful girl. seventy four Mrs. Beck checked out the lounge window, reduced her head, and slept. while she woke, she used to be near-certain it used to be evening. however it may also were sunlight hours, for the dank-looking sky may have belonged to both.

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