Fox came to me when I was feeling glum, disappointed by contemporary literature. Ugresic saw my disillusionment, raised me this searing indictment of writers, and then - paradoxically, miraculously - restored my faith, by sheer dint of style. This loose association of stories, which follows a middle-aged Croatian writer as she attends various dubious literary functions, travels home, and ruminates on Russian literature, is more meta-fiction than novel. Ugresic is, in my book, nothing less than a curmudgeonly genius, with the discursive subtlety of Kundera and the righteous anger of Ferrante.
— Maddie
"How do stories come to be written?" Ugresic poses at the beginning of this meta-narrative of interlocking stories, and then brings us on a labyrinthine journey through countries, literary genres, and characters to answer this cliche question in forms that constantly disdain cliche. Ugresic's writing reads all at once as personable, scathingly intelligent, darkly funny, and weird, and I found myself totally engrossed, in awe of Ugresic's personality and totally willing to go wherever her stories would take me.
— Laurel