Daniel Marc Janes

Lonely voices: Dance Move, by Wendy Erskine, reviewed

Bereaved and neglected, Erskine’s Belfast outsiders join the ‘submerged population’ found in many of the greatest short stories

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‘The drawer beside Roberta’s bed contained remnants of other people’s fun’: so begins ‘Mathematics’, one of 11 stories in this outstanding collection by the Belfast author Wendy Erskine. The opening is Erskine in miniature: the wry, unostentatious prose; the sad interiors with their charged objects (‘a small mother-of-pearl box inlaid with gold, a lipstick that was a stripe of fuchsia, a lucky charm in the shape of a dollar sign’); a character’s casual curiosity about the intimate affairs of others.

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