Miranda July's stories are usually narrated by awkward and sometimes sexually or emotionally dysfunctional female narrators. Sometimes their circumstances are bizarre and fantastic, sometimes they are extraordinarily ordinary. Whichever the case, they are frequently at the root of an epiphany, an AhHa!, some magic that July has eked, milked, wrought from their experience. These stories can be painful, and they can be laugh out loud funny; July is a highly original author who should be read over and over again. [
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