Is it something like a triangle? With happiness, unhappiness and love arranged with an equal distance between each point?
Perhaps. Certainly there are triangles in “Fiction”, shifting alliances and fractures.
Love triangles. Happiness triangles.
Just enough. Too much.
The kind of happiness discussed in “Fiction” is different from that which Doree/Fleur muses upon in “Dimensions”.
A book-length demonstration of propulsive prose.
This is the word that I wrote in capital letters, in the margins of my reading diary about Mark Anthony Jarman’s Knife Party at the Hotel Europa (2015), but then I wondered if I had subconsciously (deliberately, even!) lifted it from the cover.
It sounds like a word one might see […]
There are “ways of making people into ghosts”. So Atticus say, to Jem in To Kill a Mockingbird, about Boo (Arthur) Radley.
Alfred A. Knopf, 2015
Neil Smith turned Oliver Dalrymple into a ghost in Boo. And, then, he named him Boo and gave him a Casper the Friendly Ghost wrist watch.
Whether or not Arthur […]
Things that you can slip between.
They are often ‘new’ in nature.
If I was playing $30,000 Pyramid, I might think such things, in response to the idea of ‘dimensions’.
At the heart of Alice Munro’s “Dimensions”: a woman who is fundamentally altered, facing a ‘new’ future, slipping between layers of meaning, transforming.
A new Friday fugue, concluding this week, considering the ways in which our working lives appear on the pages of novels and short stories. (Previous weeks can be viewed here, here and here, if you’re keen.)
Mohsin Hamid’s How to Get Filthy Rich in Rising Asia (2013) “Her […]
A new Friday fugue, running through this month, considering the ways in which our working lives appear on the pages of novels and short stories. The first two weeks appear here and here.)
Tightrope Books, 2011
Kathryn Mockler’s Onion Man (2011) “The first night, time went by fast because it […]
At the beginning of March, I was determined to keep my nose in a stack of backlisted books. Books like these are the kind that to keep my focus on my own shelves in this reading year.
Chad Pelley’s Every Little Thing (2013) “Every day, every hour, really, it was a new name and a new […]
When I began rereading The View from Castle Rock, I stumbled. It had not been a favourite and my return was not an easy one.
I wondered if this had something to do with my personal response to the idea of expecting words to hold losses. I had lost a friend recently and I was […]
And, “Who Do You Think You Are?”
McClelland & Stewart, 2006
As readers approach the final tale in this collection, it seems appropriate to have it titled with a question.
Whatever might be resolved in the effort of creating a narrative in which to secure one’s ancestors, one could not help but have as many […]