“A kind of joyous hysteria moved into the room, everything flying before the wind, vehicles outside getting dented to hell, the crowd sweaty and the smells of aftershave, manure, clothes dried on the line, your money’s worth of perfume, smoke, booze; the music subdued by the shout and babble through the bass hammer could be felt through the soles of the feet, shooting up the channels of legs to the body fork, center of everything. It is the kind of Saturday night that torches your life for a few hours, makes it seem like something is happening.”
Quote by Annie Proulx
Work
Close Range: Wyoming Stories
This book presents a series of narratives that delve into the lives and experiences of individuals living in the Wyoming wilderness, capturing the essence of the region's natural beauty and the challenges faced by its inhabitants. more
Author
Annie Proulx
Annie Proulx, born on August 22, 1935, is an American journalist and novelist known for her distinctive narrative style and profound portrayals of life in the American West. more
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