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Where I'm Calling From: New and Selected Stories
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The Stories included here are:
Nobody Said Anything
Bicycles,Muscles,Cigarettes
The Student's Wife
They're not your Husband
What do you do in San Fransico?
Fat
What's in Alaska?
Neighbors
Put Yourself in My Shoes
Collectors
Why,Honey?
Are these actual Miles?
Gazebo
One More Thing
Little Things
Why Don't you Dance?
A Serious Talk
What We Talk About When We Talk About Love
Distance
The Third Thing That Killed my Father Off
So Much water so close to Home
The Calm
Vitamins
Careful
Where I'm Calling From
Chef's House
Fever
Feathers
Cathedral
A Small,Good Thing
Boxes
Whoever was using this Bed
Initmacy
Menudo
Elephant
Blackbird Pie
Errand
Just the vastness of this collection makes me want to rate it highly, add to that the fact it has some excellent stories. Stories that felt like tablets, small doses of medicine called reality. Reality in all its bitterness, which you carry on your back like a burden you keep on accumulating without being aware of it. Until one day it shows, in the way you live your life, the emptiness of growing older, parting children, abandoned love.
Changing perspectives, changing people. And you at the center of it all, all alone.
Nobody Said Anything
Bicycles,Muscles,Cigarettes
The Student's Wife
They're not your Husband
What do you do in San Fransico?
Fat
What's in Alaska?
Neighbors
Put Yourself in My Shoes
Collectors
Why,Honey?
Are these actual Miles?
Gazebo
One More Thing
Little Things
Why Don't you Dance?
A Serious Talk
What We Talk About When We Talk About Love
Distance
The Third Thing That Killed my Father Off
So Much water so close to Home
The Calm
Vitamins
Careful
Where I'm Calling From
Chef's House
Fever
Feathers
Cathedral
A Small,Good Thing
Boxes
Whoever was using this Bed
Initmacy
Menudo
Elephant
Blackbird Pie
Errand
Just the vastness of this collection makes me want to rate it highly, add to that the fact it has some excellent stories. Stories that felt like tablets, small doses of medicine called reality. Reality in all its bitterness, which you carry on your back like a burden you keep on accumulating without being aware of it. Until one day it shows, in the way you live your life, the emptiness of growing older, parting children, abandoned love.
Changing perspectives, changing people. And you at the center of it all, all alone.
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August 17, 2013
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August 17, 2013
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September 22, 2013
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October 29, 2013
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"Carver redefines what a story( a short story in this case ) can be. There is no introduction and there is no bang of a climax, neither a conclusion. His stories are like a statement each. I can't quote excerpts from the stories, because everything is so sparse. But the statemnet that gets across very potent. This genre is called Dirty Realism, but I thought reality always was dirty."
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Dec 16, 2013 11:38PM

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I now have to read the missed out stories from this collection, which exist in What I talk about...
