just finished reading Lucius Shepard‘s latest collection of stories, Five Autobiographies and a Fiction.
it seems always to be the case that the latest of Lucius becomes one’s favourite; certainly the case here. all but one (Vacancy, a welcome inclusion in this handsome Subterranean Pressing) new, and each another flabbergasting original. there’s no one with a wider, more fertile imagination than Lucius, but what gives his work such weight is not its merely ingenuity, but the resonance and depth each story lends to life-as-we-know-it.
Lucius writes some great women, too. and somehow, he waited until this moment of his career to introduce me to a new and wonderful word: ‘steatopygian’.
look it up, although one of the first hits associated with this word, aside from various pulchritudinous pre-Cambrian statuettes, was ‘Baby Got Back’.
Lucius is the Greatest.
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