Saturday, November 25, 2006

127. "I Lock My Door Upon Myself" ~ Joyce Carol Oates

Calla slips through her early years as if on angel wings, passionate about her love for Christ, her fervor at the church organ. She is married off to a Lutheran and fights against his attempts to procreate. She disappears for hours, days, and the stories begin.


Who is Calla? There was a white woman with flaming hair hiding in the woods. There was another one holding the hand of the black water douser.


As always, Oates masterfully builds tension. Reading her work is a lesson in breaking the rules and creating new ones. Amazing writing.


4.0 out of 5.0 Gin Chillers

1 comment:

Joy said...

I haven't read any by Oates...why? I have no clue. She's on the list. :)