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"When Susan Richards writes about horses and the interactions of the people involved with them, she brilliantly captures the characters, equine and human."-Maxine Kumin
Strong, startling, funny-these stories are rich in their feeling for the human, natural, and sometimes supernatural world of Kentucky.
Susan Starr Richards has spent most of her life raising racehorses in central Kentucky, and writing. She has been a NEA Fellow in Fiction. Her stories have appeared in The Kenyon Review, The Sewanee Review, Shenandoah, The Southern Review, and in Thoroughbred Times, as winner of their first National Fiction Prize.
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Est. Packaging Dimensions: Length: 8.9" Width: 5.98" Height: 0.55" Weight: 0.53 lbs.
Release Date Apr 1, 2006
Publisher Sarabande Books
ISBN 1932511334 ISBN13 9781932511338
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More About Susan Starr Richards
Susan Starr Richards has spent most of her life raising racehorces in central Kentucky, and writing. She has been a NEA Fellow in Fiction, and has received a Kentucky Arts Council Fellowshp. Her stories have appeared in The Kenyon Review, The Sewanee Review, Shenandoah, The Southern Review, and in Thoroughbred Times, as winner of their first National Fiction Prize.
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Notes on a Horsethief Sep 25, 2006
THE HANGING IN THE FOALING BARN is the book many of us have been looking for ever since the tragic death of Heather Lewis, who wrote about horses and horse people with an unequalled insight and depth. Susan Starr Richards, who has been breeding horses for decades, doesn't have Heather Lewis' transgressive anger and transformative vision, but she is a delectable writer, who knows Kentucky and its creatures animal and human like she knows the delicate lines that trace the palm of her hand. Like Dick Francis, the detective story writer whose return we are awaiting for bated breath, Starr Richards knows how to animate the denizens of the track and the breeding shed. In our house, we call her, the "Dick Francis of high art."
Worklng in the modernist, Agrarian tradition of Allen Tate, Robert Penn Warren, Peter Taylor, and Andrew Lytle, Starr Richards isn't afraid to plow these well worn fields with a welcome female energy. While racing and touting have long been masculinist provinces, her stories go into the hearts and minds of her animals and their jockeys and trainers. In this way she reminds me of the wonderful author of SEABISCUIT, the one who has agoraphobia and won't go to her own book signings. And yet this author, caught up in fiction, has other interests besides horseflesh. One of the best stories here has nothing to do with the breed, and that is "Magic Lantern," which investigates the mystery of photography by focussing on the relict of a now-dead photographer genius, who made oodles of pictures of her the way Stieglitz obsessively photographed Georgis O'Keeffe, and how the "widow" feels when she must develop all these photos after his death, for him who is no longer here to do so. The model, Barbara, becomes the model of another phhotographer; wise Charlotte, observing their love affair, ponders the affinities between the "shutter" of the camera and the dangerous shudder of orgasm. Both let you into places that sometimes, one regrets having seen. And the author has unexpected reserves of a Barney-Fife like humor (warning, mild spoilers ahead)"
"Still, there was Barbara, not killed at all. Blooming, in fact. Pregnant, in fact. Hugh would at last have the family to match his mustache." I wonder if it's too early to nominate prize-winning author Susan Starr Richards for the greatest honor of them all--the next Pulitzer Prize.