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By Ben Marcus

In New American Stories, the gorgeous, the unusual, the depression, and the chic all comingle to teach the massive variety of the yankee brief tale . during this notable anthology, Ben Marcus has corralled an important and artistically singular crowd of up to date fiction writers. accumulated listed here are practitioners of deep realism, miraculous experimentalism, and each hybrid in between. Luminaries and cult authors stand part by means of facet with the main compelling new literary voices. Nothing under the yankee brief tale renaissance distilled all the way down to its such a lot appropriate, bold, and unforgettable works, New American Stories places on huge show the genuine paintings of an American idiom.

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By Ben Marcus

In New American Stories, the gorgeous, the unusual, the depression, and the chic all comingle to teach the massive variety of the yankee brief tale . during this notable anthology, Ben Marcus has corralled an important and artistically singular crowd of up to date fiction writers. accumulated listed here are practitioners of deep realism, miraculous experimentalism, and each hybrid in between. Luminaries and cult authors stand part by means of facet with the main compelling new literary voices. Nothing under the yankee brief tale renaissance distilled all the way down to its such a lot appropriate, bold, and unforgettable works, New American Stories places on huge show the genuine paintings of an American idiom.

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