I have seen that bridge, or at least one like it, on back roads in west-central Illinois. One sticks out in my memory because the road leading to it was no longer there because the bridge was more than a little shaky.
One of my favorite short stories of all time. I read this when it was originally published and as a poor girl raised in the country on the outskirts of a dilapidated mining town, it really resonated with me. Thank you for sharing this. I truly enjoyed rereading it.
Damn I had no idea this was gonna go where it went. Wonderful to read, I love having longer fiction to read on substack too.
I have seen that bridge, or at least one like it, on back roads in west-central Illinois. One sticks out in my memory because the road leading to it was no longer there because the bridge was more than a little shaky.
That story completely defies comment.
https://music.youtube.com/watch?v=_yuCcN1sH9I&si=hYGTcW4_ggDmNEzt
Oh my God. Haunting.
Thank you, extraordinary! You sure can smell and see it all....in not so often described surroundings....
Maga-nificent
One of my favorite short stories of all time. I read this when it was originally published and as a poor girl raised in the country on the outskirts of a dilapidated mining town, it really resonated with me. Thank you for sharing this. I truly enjoyed rereading it.
That's a superior book that I've greatly enjoyed. Recommended.
PS: Any chance Ms. Oates may join Bluesky? I used to enjoy her Tweets in the before-times.
Thx!