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Hi, folks, My last weekly letter, from March 5th, seems to have been sent from another life, another space and time. Like a letter inside a bottle,…… Read more “A crazy construction worker in conversation with fresh cement”
Tag: Short stories
She had to put up with being insulted by the cats
Hi, folks, Here are some things I read, listened, or watched this past week. For more about this project & my previous posts on it, go here: Weeks…… Read more “She had to put up with being insulted by the cats”
Susan knows she is a Siren
Hi, folks, Here are some things I read, listened, or watched this past week. For more about this project & my previous posts on it, go here: Weeks…… Read more “Susan knows she is a Siren”
Is it ever wrong to do what you want to?
Hi, folks, Here are some things I read, listened, or watched this past week. For more about this project & my previous posts on it, go here: Weeks…… Read more “Is it ever wrong to do what you want to?”
The tenacity of life in its minute frame
Hi, folks, Here are some things I read, listened, or watched this past week. For more about this project & my previous posts on it, go here: Weeks…… Read more “The tenacity of life in its minute frame”
As people who meet after a long separation
Hi, folks, Here are some things I read, listened, or watched this past week. For more about this project & my previous posts on it, go here: Weeks…… Read more “As people who meet after a long separation”
The monstrous pleasure of being alone,
Hi, folks, Here are some things I read, listened, or watched this past week. For more about this project & my previous posts on it, go here: Weeks…… Read more “The monstrous pleasure of being alone,”
Do you like plain ordinary pleasures?
Hi, folks, Here are some things I read, listened, or watched this past week. For more about this project & my previous posts on it, go here:…… Read more “Do you like plain ordinary pleasures?”
The smell crosses the line
Hi, folks, Here are some of the things I read, listened, or watched this past week. For more about this project & my previous posts on it,…… Read more “The smell crosses the line”
To search for the sources of joy
Hi, folks, Inspired by Buried.In.Print’s Mavis Gallant and Alice Munro reading projects, I decided to incorporate more short stories into my weekly reads, and I thought that…… Read more “To search for the sources of joy”
Solitary and savage had been her life
Dear Elizabeth, The collection Gothic Tales, edited by Laura Kranzler (2000), comprises your most famous ghost stories published from 1851 to 1861. Reading those stories is like…… Read more “Solitary and savage had been her life”
Sitting deep in the human heart
Dear Selma, Your short-story collection Invisible Links, tr. Pauline Bancroft Flach (1899. Original: Osynliga länkar,1894) reads like a visit to one of those Scandinavian wooden churches, decorated with…… Read more “Sitting deep in the human heart”
Every traveller’s time is a lot of times in one
Dear Olga, Flights, tr. Jennifer Croft (2017. Original: Bieguni, 2007) reads very much like one of the cabinets of curiosities it alludes to: each story is like…… Read more “Every traveller’s time is a lot of times in one”
The various crimes of sadness
Dear Fleur, Most of the twenty-one stories in your collection I Am the Brother of XX, tr. Gini Alhadeff (2017. Original: Sono il fratello di XX, 2014) have a…… Read more “The various crimes of sadness”
Don’t ever wait for the swallows,
Dear Larissa, Your short story collection Swallow Summer, translated by Lyn Marven (2016. Originally, Schwalbensommer, 2003) made me think of tracks made of air: we might know they…… Read more “Don’t ever wait for the swallows,”
it was clear as a streetcar: I am a flower
“Triumph of Love II – by Belcampo When the wind blew over the village, it also blew across the impenetrable woods, and the castle within, which was…… Read more “it was clear as a streetcar: I am a flower”
but thousands of bells clanged inside me
Dear Clarice, Rereading your stories after so long makes me feel as if I were looking through colour-stained glass: each story comes with the shadow of my…… Read more “but thousands of bells clanged inside me”
And the book had broken right open
Dear Ali, Your most recent collection of short stories, framed around the massive closures of public libraries in the UK, borrows its core from the very idea…… Read more “And the book had broken right open”
