I Hear You’re Rich

‘The writer who saved my life – or my soul.’ Merve Emre, The New Yorker

‘A true living hero of the American avant-garde.’ Jonathan Franzen

‘One of the very few contemporary prose writers who seem to be doing something independent, energetic, heartfelt.’ Lydia Davis

A new collection of stories from the ‘godmother of flash fiction’ (The Paris Review).

In Williams’ stories, life is newly alive and dangerous; whether she is writing about an affair, a request for money, an afternoon in a garden, or the simple act of carrying a cake from one room to the next, she offers us beautiful and unsettling new ways of seeing everyday life.

In perfectly honed sentences, with a sly and occasionally wild wit, Williams shows us how any moment of any day can open onto disappointment, pleasure, and possibility.

Praise for How High? – That High-

‘Williams is a magician of the miniature … Don’t let their diminutive stature fool you- These pieces pack a punch. Brief, elliptical, steeped in longing – or is that lust? – they offer slices of life that rely on interior more than exterior details, which is to say they are small road maps of the soul … All the pieces here … are rigorous in both language and emotion, using nuance and inference to explore the implications, the contradictions, that people rarely share aloud … Williams’ small gems are as dense and beautiful as diamonds, compressed from the carbon of daily life.’
-Kirkus Reviews

Praise for The Collected Stories of Diane Williams-

‘Erudite, elegant and stubbornly experimental. For any writer, an omnibus collection is a triumph. To see years of Ms Williams’ confounding fictions collected in so hefty a volume is like seeing snowflakes accrue into an avalanche.’
-Rumaan Alam, The New York Times

Praise for The Collected Stories of Diane Williams-

‘Full of funny, libidinal and invigorating enigmas … Readers who love the arresting phrase, the surprising word, will gravitate to her … It’s perfect to leave on the bedside table, to be consulted before one’s dreamlife begins.’
-Ange Mlinko, The London Review of Books