Tupelo Quarterly interview
“‘The daughter’ bounces from underworld to Olympus, from grocery to garage. She’s a subsistence feminist, farming her own narrow suburban parcel, pressing bloody hands together in prayerful thanks for the roughest rock in her plot so that she can sit a while. She’s lucky and unlucky; she’s aging yet forever stuck back where the damage first struck. If there are conclusive claims made by my book about the most serviceable philosophical or psychological framework to guide Woman’s life, let me know. To my eye, there are many viable constructs and exactly none. Isn’t it tragic? Isn’t it funny?”