“[Sallie] Bingham writes with an austere and unerring knowledge of what it is to be human and transgressive.”—Paula Fox “Restrained and wise, these lovely stories unfold like lavender-scented linens, quieting the fretful mind.”—Joe Ashby Porter Forty-year veteran of the novel, noted feminist, and author of over ten books, Sallie Bingham returns with Red Car , a collection written in her signature style—discreet, sly prose circling taboo subjects. Her new offering is about love enjoyed, whether alone or with lovers, sensual or familial, comedic or tragic, often with a wry twist. Sallie Bingham lives in Santa Fe, New Mexico.
Sarah Montague "Sallie" Bingham was an American author, playwright, poet, teacher, feminist activist, and philanthropist. She was the eldest daughter of Barry Bingham, Sr., patriarch of the Bingham family of Louisville, Kentucky.
I really am tired of short stories. The collections are always dark and depressing. Novels usually have something uplifting about them but the collections rarely seem to because the stories, in theory, were written to stand alone. And they're always full of depressing people doing terrible things. At least this one was short.
Some of these are really good stories--some of them fall flat (especially the title story, which is trying way too hard to be one of those 'non-traditionally structured' stories. Overall, if I could throw out 3 or 4 stories I think this is an excellent collection.
There were some good, beautiful even, sentences. But the book read like a draft, in my opinion. I feel like, having seen the beauty of which this author is clearly capable, that editing some stories and elaborating on others, would have made me love this more.