I liked this story about mud. It reminded me of when I was a kid. Playing in the mud was the best. You could get it in your mouth and not care about it. Life was much more simple then.
Speaking of simple, I think that this story was written such that it was intentionally simple. Referring to the characters as "Girl" and "Brothers" gives it a pleasant simplicity that is hard to find in writing. I has a feeling like it was told by a child. I can dig that.
I am kinda getting sick of Lamott. At times Bird by Bird is coherent and driving at other times it's like "WHO THE FUCK IS THIS PERSON YOU ARE TALKING ABOUT!?!?" and "Wait...Wut?". Maybe I am missing something, but I am ready to be done with it.
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