Pushing the boundaries of the novel, Oates writes with the heart of the searingly unthinkable: "the horror of the novel is the very absence of horror" - while she archaeologically digs her way into the mind of murdererQuentin P.
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Pushing the boundaries of the novel, Oates writes with the heart of the searingly unthinkable: "the horror of the novel is the very absence of horror" - while she archaeologically digs her way into the mind of murdererQuentin P.