From Library Journal
This book of seven short stories follows closely the release earlier this year of Eisenberg's The Stories (So Far) of Deborah Eisenberg (LJ 1/97). Eisenberg is an influential presence in contemporary short fiction with her strong portrayals of characters dealing with the confusion of modern life. These newest stories fall into two patterns: individuals caught in foreign cultures or young women trying to make sense of an amoral adult world. The young female characters are by far the most finely wrought, with added touches of humor and determination. "The Girl Who Left Her Sock on the Floor," which originally appeared in The New Yorker, is a real gem about a misfit at a girls' boarding school who suddenly finds herself alone in the world. In "Rosie Gets a Soul," a young woman gets herself off heroin and starts a new life. There's no smug self-congratulation, though; the story is a study of the reemergence from the blur to what?for some people?is the normal world. Highly recommended.?Reba Leiding, Rensselaer Polytechnic Inst., Troy, N.Y.
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Eisenberg's short stories are fresh and sure. Her earlier stories were recently collected in
The Stories (So Far) of Deborah Eisenberg (1997), and now a spectacular set of diverse new works is presented here, a rapid-fire release guaranteed to increase her readership. Eisenberg's speciality is depicting the carnival atmosphere of a mind coming slowly and reluctantly to terms with crisis. The very air turns visible and fragmented in "The Girl Who Left Her Sock on the Floor" when Francie, a rebellious student at an uptight boarding school, learns that her mother has died. In "Across the Lake," a young tourist in a war-torn Latin American country senses danger in everything, from a drop of water to the glint in a child's eyes. Whatever the setting, Eisenberg perfectly and instructively captures the baffling simultaneity of each moment--the indifference of sunlight, the presentiment of a misheard word--and our minds' stubborn preoccupation with the spin and crash of thoughts.
Donna Seaman