Alice Munro: The Love of a Good Woman
The Love of a Good Woman
Buch
- Stories
- Knopf Doubleday Publishing Group, 10/1999
- Einband: Kartoniert / Broschiert, ,
- Sprache: Englisch
- ISBN-13: 9780375703638
- Bestellnummer: 2394391
- Umfang: 352 Seiten
- Copyright-Jahr: 1999
- Gewicht: 258 g
- Maße: 207 x 134 mm
- Stärke: 22 mm
- Erscheinungstermin: 26.10.1999
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Superb...Long ago, Virginia Woolf described George Eliot as one of the few writers 'for grown-up people.' The same might today, and with equal justice, be said of Alice Munro.--Michael Gorra, New York Times Book ReviewA writer for the ages--Dan Cryer, Newsday
Alice Munro is indisputably a master. Like all great writers, she helps sharpen perception...Her imagination is fearless...A better book of stories can scarcely be imagined.--Greg Varner, Washington Post Book World
A riveting collection...a lovely book. Munro's stories move through the years with a sneaky grace.--Georgia Jones-Davis, San Francisco Chronicle
A triumph...certain to seal her reputation as our contemporary Chekhov--Carol Shields, Mirabella
Superlative...She distills a novel's worth of dramatic events into a story of 20 pages.--Erik Huber, Time OutM
These astonishing stories remind us, yet again, of the literary miracles Alice Munro continues to perform.--Francine Prose, Elle
Praise from fellow writers:
"Her work felt revolutionary when I came to it, and it still does." - Jhumpa Lahiri
"She is one of the handful of writers, some living, most dead, whom I have in mind when I say that fiction is my religion." - Jonthan Franzen
"The authority she brings to the page is just lovely." - Elizabeth Strout
"She's the most savage writer I've ever read, also the most tender, the most honest, the most perceptive." - Jeffery Eugenides
"Alice Munro can move characters through time in a way that no other writer can." - Julian Barnes
"She is a short-story writer who...reimagined what a story can do." - Loorie Moore
"There's probably no one alive who's better at the craft of the short story." - Jim Shepard
"A true master of the form." - Salman Rushdie
"A wonderful writer." - Joyce Carol Oates
Klappentext
WINNER OF THE NOBEL PRIZE® IN LITERATURE 2013In eight new stories, a master of the form extends and magnifies her great themes--the vagaries of love, the passion that leads down unexpected paths, the chaos hovering just under the surface of things, and the strange, often comical desires of the human heart.
Time stretches out in some of the stories: a man and a woman look back forty years to the summer they met--the summer, as it turns out, that the true nature of their lives was revealed. In others time is telescoped: a young girl finds in the course of an evening that the mother she adores, and whose fluttery sexuality she hopes to emulate, will not sustain her--she must count on herself.
Some choices are made--in a will, in a decision to leave home--with irrevocable and surprising consequences. At other times disaster is courted or barely skirted: when a mother has a startling dream about her baby; when a woman, driving her grandchildren to visit the lakeside haunts of her youth, starts a game that could have dangerous consequences. The rich layering that gives Alice Munro's work so strong a sense of life is particularly apparent in the title story, in which the death of a local optometrist brings an entire town into focus--from the preadolescent boys who find his body, to the man who probably killed him, to the woman who must decide what to do about what she might know. Large, moving, profound--these are stories that extend the limits of fiction.
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Kath and Sonje have a place of their own on the beach, behind some large logs. They have chosen this not only for shelter from the occasional sharp wind--they've got Kath's baby with them--but because they want to be out of sight of a group of women who use the beach every day. They call these women the Monicas.The Monicas have two or three or four children apiece. They are all under the leadership of the real Monica, who walked down the beach and introduced herself when she first spotted Kath and Sonje and the baby. She invited them to join the gang.
They followed her, lugging the carry-cot between them. What else could they do? But since then they lurk behind the logs.
The Monicas' encampment is made up of beach umbrellas, towels, diaper bags, picnic hampers, inflatable rafts and whales, toys, lotions, extra clothing, sun hats, Thermos bottles of coffee, paper cups and plates, and Thermos tubs in which they carry homemade fruit-juice Popsicles.
They are either frankly pregnant or look as if they might be pregnant, because they have lost their figures. They trudge down to the water's edge, hollering out the names of their children who are riding and falling off logs or the inflatable whales.
"Where's your hat? Where's your ball? You've been on that thing long enough now, let Sandy have a turn."
Even when they talk to each other their voices have to be raised high, over the shouts and squalls of their children.
"You can get ground round as cheap as hamburger if you go to Woodward's."
"I tried zinc ointment but it didn't work."
"Now he's got an abscess in the groin."
"You can't use baking powder, you have to use soda."
These women aren't so much older than Kath and Sonje. But they've reached a stage in life that Kath and Sonje dread. They turn the whole beach into a platform. Their burdens, their strung-out progeny and maternal poundage, their authority, can annihilate the bright water, the perfect small cove with the red-limbed arbutus trees, the cedars, growing crookedly out of the high rocks. Kath feels their threat particularly, since she's a mother now herself. When she nurses her baby she often reads a book, sometimes smokes a cigarette, so as not to sink into a sludge of animal function. And she's nursing so that she can shrink her uterus and flatten her stomach, not just provide the baby--Noelle--with precious maternal antibodies.
Kath and Sonje have their own Thermos of coffee and their extra towels, with which they've rigged up a shelter for Noelle. They have their cigarettes and their books. Sonje has a book by Howard Fast. Her husband has told her that if she has to read fiction that's who she should be reading. Kath is reading the short stories of Katherine Mansfield and the short stories of D. H. Lawrence. Sonje has got into the habit of putting down her own book and picking up whichever book of Kath's that Kath is not reading at the moment. She limits herself to one story and then goes back to Howard Fast.
When they get hungry one of them makes the trek up a long flight of wooden steps. Houses ring this cove, up on the rocks under the pine and cedar trees. They are all former summer cottages, from the days before the Lions Gate Bridge was built, when people from Vancouver would come across the water for their vacations. Some cottages--like Kath's and Sonje's--are still quite primitive and cheap to
Biografie
Alice Munro, geb. 1931 in Ontario, gehört zu den bedeutendsten Autorinnen der Gegenwart und gilt seit Jahren als Kandidatin für den Literaturnobelpreis. Mit ihrem umfangreichen erzählerischen Werk sie hat elf Erzählungsbände und einen Roman veröffentlicht ist sie Bestsellerautorin in ihrem Heimatland Kanada und der gesamten angelsächsischen Welt. Alice Munro
The Love of a Good Woman
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