Why we keep stocking Marilynne Robinson
Twenty years after Gilead, the Iowa quartet is still the quietest sustained argument for grace in American fiction. A note on which edition to start with.
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One narrow room on Clark Street.
Timothy Dupree opened Hampton Pages in the autumn of 2011, after fifteen years between a New York auction house and a small university press. The plan was modest: a single room with good light, fewer books than usual, and time to actually talk about them.
Fourteen years later the room is still narrow, the shelves are still hand-built oak, and the catalogue still grows by hand — one title, one conversation at a time.
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