Trilogy

A ghostly love story, with a touch of nightmare. The repeating sentences mirror the recurring fate of father, son, and grandson. Can anyone escape the shadow of their parents? If we read more autobiographically, is an artist able to provide the life their loved ones need?

This one didn’t land for me. The shifting, slippery prose just left me nothing to hang onto, and the plot was neither ambiguous enough to leave me with questions nor straightforward enough to provide the answers. Read Morning and Evening instead.