A review by ronanmcd
Bad Dirt by Annie Proulx

5.0

The scope and scale of these tenuously linked shirt stories confounds expectation. Normally you expect a short story to ponder in minute detail, these Kay waste to swathes of land and incriminate whole sections of public service departments. There is a wistful delicate humour to them, based entirely on the remoteness of their rural settings.
I loved them. Quietly simmering stories about what it means to be human in a wide open country.
A special mention should be made of the Dickensian chuzzlewitesque conjoined names the characters are not given but positively adorned with. Creel Zmundzinski and his fellows should be proud of their naming