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Juliet Grames — Biographical and Critical Sources

Adam. “Getting Personal and Historical with ‘The Seven or Eight Deaths of Stella Fortuna’ Author Juliet Grames.” Debutiful (blog), May 24, 2019. https://debutiful.net/2019/05/24/juliet-grames-interview-stella-fortuna/. 

CrimeReads. “How Researching Her New Historical Novel Made Juliet Grames Into a Detective of the Immigrant Experience,” July 26, 2024. https://crimereads.com/juliet-grames-interview/. 

Goldberg, Carole. YA Fiction, Thrillers and a Queer Science Fiction and Fantasy Panel this Week in Connecticut Books. Hartford: Tribune Publishing Company, LLC, 2019. https://ctcsu.idm.oclc.org/login?url=https://www.proquest.com/blogs-podcasts-websites/ya-fiction-thrillers-queer-science-fantasy-panel/docview/2292975554/se-2. 

Grames, Juliet. The Lost Boy of Santa Chionia. First. New York, NY: Knopf, 2024. 

—The Seven of Eight Deaths of Stella Fortuna. First. New York, NY: Ecco/Harper Collins, 2019. 

Levine, Irene S. “New Novel Shines Spotlight On Traditions And Culture Of Calabria, Italy.” Forbes. Accessed June 23, 2025. https://www.forbes.com/sites/irenelevine/2019/05/07/new-novel-shines-spotlight-on-traditions-and-culture-of-calabria-italy/. 

Moreau, Carolyn and Staff Writer Courant. “THOUGHTS PRESERVED CLASSMATES TURNING CHERISHED ESSAYS INTO LASTING MEMORIES; THEIR WORDS ARE THEIR BOND: [5 WEST HARTFORD/NORTHWEST CONNECTICUT EDITION].” Hartford Courant, Jan 31, 2001. https://ctcsu.idm.oclc.org/login?url=https://www.proquest.com/newspapers/thoughts-preserved-classmates-turning-cherished/docview/256387901/se-2. 

The Seven or Eight Deaths of Stella Fortuna

Advisory: this passage contains abusive language and a dream sequence with an imagined sexual assault.

from The Seven or Eight Deaths of Stella Fortuna

Youth (The Fifth Death)

by Juliet Grames

THE  FIFTH DEATH BEGAN IN A DREAM.

One July morning in 1941, in the hanging lavender of predawn, Stella Fortuna rose from the bed she shared with Tina, leaving her sister to her last minutes of wet late-sleep snoring before their grueling day in the tobacco fields.

Stella took their ceramic washbasin to the kitchen, filled it with warm water, and brought it back to their nightstand. This was the girls’ beauty area, safe from the hectic imperialism of the boys’ barging and odors. This morning in her dream-for this was a dream-Stella watched her own face in the scuffed blue mirror nailed to the wall above the basin as she guided her washcloth over the areas that needed the most attention. She didn’t recognize herself, but that didn’t seem strange. Continue reading The Seven or Eight Deaths of Stella Fortuna →