Daisy Atterbury

Sep 25, 2024 | clereviewofbooks.com | Daisy Atterbury

Uranium YellowI drive south on I-25, ten miles over the speed limit. I suck sunflower seeds, salty, sing to the radio—baby your song—until it turns to static. I listen to the static to distract from my own thoughts, until I’d rather remember everything that has ever happened. Roughly five minutes. So now I am thinking about here. Specifically here. I have not lived in-state for ten years. Yet it’s where my body knows home. It is, at least, where belonging was first negotiated in my nervous system.

Sep 20, 2024 | theparisreview.org | Emily Witt |Vigdis Hjorth |Daisy Atterbury

By The Paris Review September 20, 2024 I did not have a good time reading Vigdis Hjorth’s novel If Only. I felt, in fact, kind of abject—but something about the novel compelled me forward, in a way that sometimes actually confused me. I found myself reading fifty pages, putting it down, picking it up a week later and once again being unable to stop reading, then abandoning it for another week.