Pricksongs and Descants is the only one I read while he was alive. I believe we discussed "The Babysitter" in a graduate class, and at some later point I saw the film version. The Origin of the Brunists and The Public Burning are his novels I recall most often browsing in bookstores or libraries, and I cannot say why I was never motivated to read them. Rest in peace, Robert Coover.
*In the evening, a social-media post reminded me of Coover's John's Wife. I remember reading its opening yeas ago in a Borders Bookshop. I was impressed.
