Aug 9 Fog

Did she? Supposedly, 15 years ago, Kathryn Scanlan found a stranger’s diary at an estate auction in a small town in Illinois. The owner of the diary was 86 when she began recording the details of her life. Scanlan played with the sentences that caught her attention and the result is this slim book, categorized as Fiction in my library; should it be poetry? Grouped into sections based on the seasons, it is a moving portrait, spare, sparse, so much conveyed in a simple sentence, so much sickness and death and life and food and squirrels and dogs and jigsaw puzzles. The entry “New neighbors.” conveys everything and nothing.  Quite moving and beautiful. Why the fiction category?!