Can I even comment on Demon Copperhead by Barbara Kingsolver given that I have not read David Copperfield? (collective intake of breath from the blogging community).

Kingsolver reimagines Copperfield against the backdrop of the mountains of southern Appalachia; racism; trailer parks; foster care; and the opioid crisis of the eighties.

Certain pitiful souls around here see whiteness as their last asset that hasn’t been totaled or repossessed. Continue reading →