I always find Alice Mattison's stories so jam-packed full. She manages to contain whole lives in just a few short scenes, while also delivering such tangible scenes, so many details for a reader to sink her teeth into. But, her real strength, as a writer, I think (and I say this having had a full semester under her tutelage,) is her endings. Endings are hard to find, hard to write, the right ones, anyway--but Alice's are always so succinctly dead on. What are the odds of that?
Pretty good, if you're Alice Mattison: (From
The Threepenny Review)
"The Odds It Would Be You"
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