During this acclaimed selection of twelve tales, Margaret Atwood probes the territory of youth thoughts and the informal cruelty women and men inflict upon one another and themselves. She seems to be in the back of the generic global of kinfolk summers at distant lakes, usual lives, and unforeseen loves, and she or he reveals profound truths. A depression, teenage love is swept away through a Canadian typhoon, whereas a drained, middle-aged affection is rekindled by means of the spectacle of infrequent Jamaican birds; a potter attempts to come back to phrases with the gang of poets who so smother her that she is pushed into the fingers of her accountant; and, within the identify tale, the Bluebeard legend is retold as an ironic story of marital deception. Stark and scathing now and then, funny and compassionate at others, "Bluebeard"'"s Egg" confirms once more Atwood's attractiveness because the pre-eminent chronicler of our instances.
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