By William Faulkner
“I’m a failed poet. perhaps each novelist desires to write poetry first, reveals he can’t after which attempts the fast tale that is the main challenging shape after poetry. And failing that, purely then does he absorb novel writing.” —William Faulkner
Winner of the nationwide publication Award
Forty-two tales make up this magisterial assortment by means of the author who stands on the top of contemporary American fiction. Compressing an epic expanse of imaginative and prescient into tough and wounding narratives, Faulkner’s tales evoke the intimate textures of position, the deep strata of background and legend, and the entire worry, brutality, and tenderness of the human . those stories are set not just in Yoknapatawpha County, yet in Beverly Hills and in France in the course of global conflict I. they're populated by means of such characters because the Faulknerian archetypes Flem Snopes and Quentin Compson, in addition to through traditional women and men who emerge so sharply and indelibly in those pages that they dwarf the protagonists of so much novels.
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