I don't normally like collections of short stories as they too often remind me of the stuff written by angsty lesbians that I was forced to read in college. This collection, however, was good, and I am glad that I accidentally started reading it before I knew it was short stories.
Eh, I wasn't too impressed. It shoulda coulda been a short story, but then again what do I know?
Pretty dry, I thought, and probably not worth reading on its own, but when you take into account that many of Faulkner's novels are intertwined then it's kind of essential.
Hard to believe that Faulkner didn't like this book because he wrote it to make money. It's excellent. This reviewer doesn't agree with me, but that's okay. I don't like to have the same opinions as jackasses anyway.
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