In an effort to manage out-of-control stacks of reading, I try to choose disparate stories in the mass of current reads. Slipping Emily Schultz's The Blondes in with Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie's Americanah seemed like a good bet. A fantastic tale of a plague which seems to infect blonde women. Ifemelu
This the last of four stories published at the end of Dear Life under Finale, four works that are "not quite stories" but, rather, works "autobiographical in feeling, though not, sometimes, entirely so in fact. I believe they are the first and last -- and the closest -- things I
Among the "first and last -- and the closest -- things I have to say about my own life", "Voices" is one of four stories in Finale, published at the end of Dear Life as "not quite stories", part of a "separate unit, one that is autobiographical in feeling, though not,
As the second of four stories in Finale, published at the end of Dear Life as "not quite stories", "Night" is part of a "separate unit, one that is autobiographical in feeling, though not, sometimes, entirely so in fact". Random House, 2012 "I believe they are the first
This the first of four stories published at the end of this collection under Finale, described as "not quite stories." "They form a separate unit, one that is autobiographical in feeling, though not, sometimes, entirely so in fact. I believe they are the first and last -- and the closest
