At the end of “The Emerald Light,” the boy points the man out of the woods. He gets his car unstuck and drives back to the main road. He can turn left or right. We’re left with the starkness of the decision. Antrim doesn’t even tell us which it is, only that the man “checked both directions, and went back the way he’d come.” He might have chosen differently, but doesn’t. There’s no lesson, but there is a sensation of life.
- from Donald Antrim and the Art of Anxiety, by John Jeremiah Sullivan