

But on the other hand, the plain prose style, heavy on everyday dialogue, deliberately abstains from warning the reader that she’ll be encountering an intricately constructed work of art. They’re also resistant to lazy reading they don’t invite the reader in–they don’t encourage interpretation or identification or any of the reader’s typical crutches. What unobtrusively wonderful novels! The more I think about them, the more interesting and good I consider them to be they reward a slow chewing-over. The back yard of The Darby and Joan Hotel, High Street, Crowle, Lincolnshire, England
