Foreword
“Each day I find myself like a lonely traveler at a crossroads, standing and asking: Which way? Which way?” By these words Elizabeth Spencer brought to a close her interview at the 1992 International Symposium “Short Stories of the American South,” of which she was the Guest of Honor. The event was...
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| Formato: | Article ou chapitre numérique |
| Idioma: | Anglais |
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Journal of the Short Story in English
2020
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| Acceso en liña: | Accès Université d'Orléans et IFPM |
| Résumé: | “Each day I find myself like a lonely traveler at a crossroads, standing and asking: Which way? Which way?” By these words Elizabeth Spencer brought to a close her interview at the 1992 International Symposium “Short Stories of the American South,” of which she was the Guest of Honor. The event was hosted by the Journal of the Short Story in English at the University of Angers. “Finally, you just have to choose one,” she added, “—and keep moving.” Since then, although she steadily kept movin... |
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