I reviewed David S Atkinson’s debut short story collection, Bones Buried in the Dirt, over at InDigest Magazine. There aren’t very many books that set out to authentically capture the voice of a young narrator and far less that manage to succeed. Atkinson has achieved this and more. Here is an excerpt from the review:
I am baffled by what Atkinson has achieved with these stories. Most authors, upon treading into uncharted territory, will write from a 3rd person perspective. Not David. He has not only attempted to capture a voice befitting of the age but also managed to make it entirely his own. His sentences are pure and candid. And yet, I keep returning to the title and what David is trying to tell us. Perhaps he is telling us about how we treat our memories; perhaps he is showing us how we are quick to devalue memory. Ultimately, I ask myself the question, what do we bury in the dirt, the clutter of our adult lives but the memories of childhood?
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