Fresh work from an old hand chills the blood
Jackson’s voice and preoccupations have never wavered, no matter what she is writing about
Shirley Jackson was the sort of writer who “finds herself at the typewriter for only a few hours a day, the rest of the time being spent vacuuming the living-room rug or driving the children to school or trying to find something different to serve for dinner tonight”.
In other words, she was a housewife – or what people in the US now call a homemaker. To alleviate the drudgery, she told herself ...
