"We used to think...when I was an unsifted girl...that words were weak and cheap. Now I don't know of anything so mighty." -Emily Dickinson
Thursday, July 10, 2025
"Two Men Arrive in a Village"
Sunday, January 7, 2024
"The Bees: Part I"
Tuesday, December 26, 2023
"Returns"
Monday, May 30, 2022
"Where I'm Calling From"
30 May 2022: Listened to this episode of The New Yorker Fiction Podcast today while collecting and printing sources for my next two entries. Sherman Alexie (who I guess is quietly back after his scandals?) reads Raymond Carver's "Where I'm Calling From." What an interesting story: engrossing, funny, sad, with memorable characters. Structurally, it's fun, too, with a first-person narrator who gives a lot of space to another character's words. It moves between present and the pasts of multiple characters at multiple points. But you can always follow it (even if you are only paying half-attention at moments as you, for example, print off pdf after pdf...). It ends with hope with hopelessness lurking on the margins, entirely appropriate for a story about addiction and getting sober.
Sunday, May 22, 2022
"The Falls"
Wednesday, November 24, 2021
"The Proxy Marriage"
24 November 2021: Listened to this story this afternoon while water-sealing the fence (finally) and taking my walk. Been thinking about it ever since--the last paragraph especially, since in their discussion, Treisman and Patchett sort of disagreed about how to read the final lines. Relating perhaps (ha) a bit too much, I find myself fully ambivalent.
"In answer, she drew him close, to kiss the bride. William buried his hands in her curls, at the base of her neck, and felt her long-desired body press against him. Her soft mouth against his. The gingery smell. He thought he might weep with the relief of it, with the release of all the years of waiting, the intermittent periods of suppressed grief. Equal affection. Was this it? It didn’t have to be exactly equal. He would take anything close."
Monday, November 25, 2019
"Corrie"
Listened to this story today, read by Margaret Atwood, on the New Yorker Fiction Podcast. It kind of blew me away. The quiet revelation at the end. The sense of a profound shift in what you thought to be true (reflected in the passage above). The little details that pay off again and again. What a treat. And what a treat to listen to Atwood and Deborah Treisman talk about the piece. Atwood isn’t afraid to resist readings or interpretations she doesn’t like. There’s something refreshing about that.
Sunday, June 24, 2018
"Leopard"
Tuesday, October 10, 2017
"Twin Beds in Rome"
Four posts in a row from New Yorker fiction podcasts! I will have to find something different for tomorrow as I have burned through my stash, but man...this is a great story. A fantastic portrait of marriage.
Monday, October 9, 2017
"The Surrogate"
Three posts in a row on New Yorker fiction podcast stories. Since I tend to save these for when I have big blocks of uninterrupted time, this is a sure sign that I’ve been spending a lot of time in my own head-space. Perhaps that latter fact is why this particular story’s theme—a kind of exploration of fantasy—stood out to me. In the discussion of the story after she’s done reading it out loud, Curtis Sittenfeld says of the piece’s main character, “Her fantasies…hinge on being unrealized, which I think it not that unusual.” I like that thought a lot, too--or at least I like thinking about it.
Sunday, October 8, 2017
"The Frog Prince"
What a strange little story this is. And what a strange twist and unexpectedly upbeat ending. (I think?) Listen to it here.
Saturday, October 7, 2017
"In the Middle of the Fields"
Finally got around to listening to this story this evening, finishing it up on a drive I took just because. It's such a smart meditation on love, loss, and grief.
Monday, January 13, 2014
"The King of Norway"
12 January 2014: Driving home from my friend's house (a three hour trip), I found myself listening to the "New Yorker Fiction Podcast." (I've blogged about this podcast before.) Given recent events, I was a bit down, contemplative, somber. The story I listened to, Amos Oz's "The King of Norway," hit all of those notes, and was on my mind the rest of the day.
I keep thinking about Zvi, one of the story's characters, who always announces the news of world tragedies to his companions. When another character asks him, "Why do you take all the sorrow of the world on your shoulders?", he answers, "Closing your eyes to the cruelty life is, in my opinion, both stupid and sinful. There's very little we can do about it. So we have to at least acknowledge it." I am pretty sure I don't agree with all of that sentiment, but this character, so broken and sorrowful yet with some kind of quiet nobility, will stick with me.
So, today, I am grateful for this author, this story, this character, all coming to me courtesy of this podcast.
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
Tobias Wolff on Fiction...
(Yes--that's a long list, but what can I say?)
Anyway, just the other day I listened to another fabulous story, one of my favorites so far, "Dog Heaven," by Stephanie Vaughn, read by Tobias Wolff. But just as much as I enjoyed the story, so too did I love the post-reading discussion between Wolff and Deborah Treisman. I found myself stopping the podcast and going to back to replay Wolff's lovely description of fiction--and what he finds so appealing about Vaughn's story:
“In fact, we’re always living next door to worlds that we don’t suspect and the best fiction suddenly illuminates that thing that’s been beside us all along and makes us see it for the first time and makes us enter another world.”
That's great stuff, right?