Janice Lee’s lyrical novel, Daughter, was a finalist in the Plonsker Prize sponsored by Lake Forest Press.

“This is a story about an excavation. This is a story about a daughter and an octopus. But that seems obvious. This is a story about a daughter and the body of a dead octopus in the desert. The body may be that of a dead god, and the daughter intends to shed some light on the situation.”

Praise for Daughter:

Janice Lee is a genius!” –Eileen Myles, Author of Inferno and The Importance of Being Iceland

“Lee’s surgical cadences and sharp fragments work here as writing will work—to force attention to detail. Which is the unnatural order of things.: –Vanessa Place, Author of Dies: A Sentence and La Medusa
“In Daughter, Janice Lee floods the body of a book with the body of a body, all its hybrid, constantly damaging and mending cells. From field to field among the pages we are subject to a brain-damaged, collide-o-scopic file of some internet-age Acker’d Frankenstein having lived to see god die; and yet still must go on walking in the deity’s corpse, inside of which the billion bodies in such image have built our huts of shit  and shit inside them. “The sea is a mysterious force, but there is no sea in the desert,” she writes, prodding at the hole left in the fabric on the earth between the homes: another phantom in a field of phantoms who themselves have again died. The result is a meticulous and terrifying resurrection, a glitchy screamtext passed in dire silence to the reader the way blood passes from mother into child.” –Blake Butler, Author of Scorch Atlas and There Is No Year

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Jaded Ibis Press, 2011
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