David Gilbert Reads Three Days By Samantha Hunt


David. Hi Deborah Welcome back. It's great to be back. So three days came out in two thousand, six more than fourteen years ago but you told me that you think about it at least once a month. I do think about this story I mean, I, Love Samantha Hunts writing so much and and all of her stories tend to kind of sink into me and remain in my body because she's such a visceral physical writer and. This story in particular has always stayed with me and. The the feeling of the story will just kind of percolate in strange moments and sometimes I'll have that feeling around like I don't know where that feeling is coming from. They'll be like Oh. Yeah that's right. That's that's a three days Samantha. Hunt feeling. What do you think without giving too much away what do you think is driving not feeling well, I think it's her writing in general, which to me just gets under the skin in a really interesting way that I don't see done very often and writing, and she's doing so many interesting things with time and memory, and also I love very tightly constructed the matic stories and I think this is one of those stories too. So it was such a pleasure to return to it in a way in which I was trying to really take it apart a little bit because. Often with those kinds of stories they can be airless and they can kind of take out the feeling quality that you want but she does that come reckless thing where it's thematically so tight but it also is just full of emotion So it's one of those stories that I just marvel at like much of her writing or like how did she do that and? So it's it's both like jealousy profound jealousy I like, Oh, I didn't. I can't do the Samantha Hunt thing and also just the memory of the situations that she comes up with that are always kind of dreamlike So they kind of become part of your own subconscious What's interesting to me about three days as it is so tightly constructed, but you don't realize it when you read it for the first time until you get to the end. And see everything was was leaning you there. For sure and then just how she uses family and myth in such an interesting way and just the level of control that she has going back through it I noticed more things whereas like, oh, that makes so much sense to have that particular paragraph right there. As editor, you get to page three and you think why on Earth did they do that here and let's take it out and then you get to page fifteen and you have to put it back. Yeah for sure. We'll talk some more after the story. Now, Here's David Gilbert reading three days by Samantha Hunt. Three days. It's starting to get dark. Beatrice Fox along the highway from the bus depot up to her family's house. She avoids the Roadway by walking just outside the guardrail in the long dry grass. It's been mad down by road salt and rain strewn with trash and the surprisingly bloated body of a dead raccoon. Beatrice imagines that car and truck passing hold someone she wants new in highschool. Inside their cars, they're shaking their heads and asking his that Beatrice with allergy she doing with a bloated raccoon carcass. BEATRICE TURNS UP THE DRIVE She hasn't seen the farm and more than a year. After her father died, she moved away to the city not for any good reason just I change and now she likes it there. She likes the fact that all the humiliations involved with entering her thirties as a single woman are happening behind her clothes department door out of the view of her family and everyone she has ever known. There are some weathered plastic, dwayne Reed Easter, decorations a hip high bunny rabbit and a bright green egg wired to the front. Porch. It is thanksgiving, and so from the road where Beatrice stands, it appears that in the time she's been gone redneck clones of her brother and her mother have moved in and had their perverted redneck way with the house. The farm is now an island in a sea of big chain stores. While the surrounding firms were plowed under one by one and turned into shopping centers, her parents had stood by. They had waited rather than selling their land as neighbors all had, and now along a ten mile strip of parking lot stores, gas stations, banks, and supermarkets. Their form is the last one left. It isn't much of a form. Beatrice his parents had given up farming seven years before when when morning beatrice his mother had told her father. I don't feel like getting out

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