Karen Russell seems to be a magician. Her latest collection spools and blends genres in an illusion of never-ending fabric, weaving realism, gothic horror, science fiction, the supernatural, fantasy and more to the point that her audience can’t tell where red silk ends and yellow cotton begins.
Magic must power her infinite imagination. Lemon-eating vampires in periwinkle button-ups and loose suspenders soak up some sun and weigh the pros and cons of immortal marriage. Duty-bound and beholden young girls transform into human silkworms and feed Japan’s famished silk industry while secretly weaving a revolution. Past presidents reincarnate into common farm horses and search for purpose; a massage therapist physically and spiritually heals a young war-veteran by miraculously manipulating his back tattoo – these and many more stirringly evocative stories make up Russell’s “Vampires in the Lemon Grove.”
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