Alejandra Lara Lara itibaren Pindal, Ecuador
A skillfully written study on the ruthlessness of life in mid-20th century America. Beautiful at points, disjointed at others, with an ending unfortunately favored by the historian in Proulx. A gripper, tho. Any long-time resident of Vermont would find this book interesting (since the main setting is the good ole Vt. hills) and anyone who would enjoy detailed descriptions of, say, a finger-long splinter of wood spearing an eyeball, someone's minewater-sodden feet rotting to the insides of his boots, or decrepit men molesting little girls. (It's not all fucked up, though.) All the same, I would recommed Close Range(wyo stories) as a good Proulx read instead of this one if I had to pick one.