She’s an elegant prose stylist who expands and compresses language into complex, cadenced sentences, occasionally reminiscent of Henry James, of whom Jackson was apparently a fan. She uses words in new and unexpected ways that seem precisely right—the “asthmatic” buses wheezing at the bus stand. And she’s acutely observant of how the world looks through Natalie’s eyes.
Francine Prose’s thoughts on Jackson. She worded this exactly how I feel, and how I FELT when I read “asthmatic bus” for one example. Such a genius and I’ll forever gush about Jackson!!
