Zorrie, by Laird Hunt

Last year a friend and I were talking about Olive Kitteridge. “I don’t get it,” she said to me. “The writing is beautiful, but what’s the point? It’s just moments in her life. She doesn’t even really change.” Now, while Olive Kitteridge is one of my favorite books, I can also see my friend’s point. … Continue reading Zorrie, by Laird Hunt