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In Jim Grimsley's remarkable first novel, Winter Birds, Danny Crell tells himself his own story, and in doing so illuminates the heartbreaking story of his father's violent tyranny over his mother, his sister, and his three younger brothers.
The novel begins on Thanksgiving in rural North Carolina in a broken-down cottage the Crell children have nicknamed "The Circle House." Ellen Crell's attempts at a family meal are thwarted and finally disastrously ruined when Bobjay draws her into a violent quarrel. It leads to a chase wherein Bobjay is the hunter, Ellen the prey, and their five children are caught in between.
Winter Birds is a haunting, unforgettable portrait of an American family shattered by violence, and of the lengths a woman will go to keep her family whole.
224 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 1992

***The second person POV. I understand that probably this kind of telling is responsible for the singularity of narrating- like an adult Dan is talking to a boy Danny, over the time, but I personally found it strange and first had to get used to it.
***Not everyone knows that Winter Bird was rejected by American publishers for 10 years, because they saw it as a grim, hopeless story. And in 1992, a German publisher who was familiar with Grimsley's plays, published it under the German title Wintervögel . In the United States, Winter Birds was finally published in 1994, and won the 1995 Sue Kaufman Prize for First Fiction from the American Academy of Arts and Letters.
So, I was inspired to read it in German (and a bit proud too). Unfortunately the German version was a disappointment for me: the second person POV and the present tense that I can good handle in English but not in German + I think the translation doesn't reproduce the writing very authentically. It's why after 15% I decided to switch to the original language. I'm glad that it was a German publisher who recognized an uniqueness of Jim Grimsley's writing skills, but I'm happy that I could read it further in English.

As you walk you dread the things you have learned to dread: your Papa, your special blood, anything that shakes it. You place each step carefully so you do not fall.
