This story collection is already part of a story. Kathleen Collins died almost 30 years ago and this collection was published last month. Like other posthumous books, the very book has a story to it. Apparently her work was found by her daughter and it goes from there. Something about a book written not necessarily for publication and not in a weird kind of gravedigging way has an appeal to me. Obviously some books that fall into this category are just bad, where the death […]