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Copyright © 2015 by Kelly Link
Borrowed from CLP on 3/19/23 after reading this Vulture piece by Lila Shapiro: The Fabulist in the Woods, March 14, 2023:
https://www.vulture.com/article/kelly-link-white-cat-black-dog-profile.html
The collection was a Pulitzer Prize finalist for 2016. Disconcerting, swerving between gripping, fascinating, funny, incomprehensible, mysterious, repulsive. Some otherworldly bits. Some magic, some meanness, some parties, some hangovers. Always a streak of humanity, which, for me, saves the collection.
Nine stories, 6 over 40 pages, so hefty not light. Caused a stir with many reviews, e.g.:
https://www.npr.org/2015/02/10/384112942/ignoring-the-rules-kelly-link-traffics-in-wonder-irony-and-teenage-longings
https://www.theguardian.com/books/2015/feb/25/get-in-trouble-kelly-link-review-short-story-collection
https://www.nytimes.com/2015/02/15/books/review/kelly-links-get-in-trouble.html
https://www.nytimes.com/2015/02/01/books/review/kelly-link-by-the-book.html
https://www.bostonglobe.com/arts/books/2015/02/07/review-get-trouble-kelly-link/zqx2Fq6wg9ZyTPjzi4qqhP/story.html
Kelly Link reviews of other books:
https://kellylink.net/books/stranger-things-happen-old/stranger-things-happen-reviews
https://kellylink.net/books/pretty-monsters/pretty-monsters-reviews-2
Ophelia Merck
Nurse Tannent.
Andy.
There were lots of other toys.
the more they need you, the more you need them. Things tip out of balance.
More bawbees, too,
Something else happened, too: something slipped out of Ophelia’s pocket and landed on the carpet of moss.
carpenter bees, bringing back their satchels of gold,
Ophelia sat enspelled
“The summer people,”
Fran, it was like a fairy tale.”
“They make things,” Fran said. “That’s what Ma called them, makers.
Ma said she felt sorry for them. She thought maybe they couldn’t go home, that they’d been sent off, like the Cherokee, I guess.
I expect time works different where they come from.
“You can still go away, though,” Fran said, not caring how she sounded. “I can’t. It’s part of the bargain. Whoever takes care of them has to stay here. You can’t leave. They don’t let you.”
“You mean, you can’t leave, ever?” “No,” Fran said. “Not ever. Ma was stuck here until she had me. And then when I was old enough, I took over. She went away.”
teetotally different,
“I won’t ever do it, but I think I can imagine it okay.”
teetotally growed
the fantastic shapes of the dirigibles, and the dragons that were hung on string and swam perpetually through the air
“I wasn’t asking for help. But if you offer, I’ll accept.
The mattress was stuffed with the down of crow feathers.
All of it seemed pleasing and troubling to Fran, in equal measure after so many years.

