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Friday Quick Quote: Joyce Carol Oates’s ‘Foxfire’

“The strangeness of Time. Not in its passing, which can seem infinite, like a tunnel whose end you can’t see, whose beginning you’ve forgotten, but in the sudden realization that something finite, has passed, and is irretrievable.”

― Joyce Carol Oates, Foxfire: Confessions of a Girl Gang

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Foxfire Publisher’s Summary:

“The time is the 1950s. The place is a blue-collar town in upstate New York, where five high school girls are joined in a gang dedicated to pride, power, and vengeance on a world that seems made to denigrate and destroy them…Here is the secret history of a sisterhood of blood, a haven from a world of male oppressors, marked by a liberating fury that burns too hot to last. Above all, it is the story of Legs Sadovsky, with her lean, on-the-edge, icy beauty, whose nerve, muscle, hate, and hurt make her the spark of Foxfire, its guiding spirit, its burning core. At once brutal and lyrical, this is a careening joyride of a novel—charged with outlaw energy and lit by intense emotion. Amid scenes of violence and vengeance lies this novel’s greatest power: the exquisite, astonishing rendering of the bonds that link the Foxfire girls together.”

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2 thoughts on “Friday Quick Quote: Joyce Carol Oates’s ‘Foxfire’

  1. I love Joyce Carol Oates. She is an amazing writer, and incredibly prolific. I’ve just finished her short story collection The Doll Master and Other Tales of Terror and have loved everything she’s written from her teen fiction through to horror and everything else.

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