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S'està carregant… Elephant and other stories (1988)de Raymond Carver
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Apunta't a LibraryThing per saber si aquest llibre et pot agradar. No hi ha cap discussió a Converses sobre aquesta obra. Had to read for uni. Was okay. Didn't really grab my attention, but it was very short so quick enough to get through. ( ) Raymond Carver. Holy shit. I knew he was a well-known author, so I picked up this small volume of collected stories from the library on a whim. This collection is the last collection he ever published before he died, so it's interesting to start from the end. Carver writes about the American working class of the 1950's, warts and all. His characters smoke, drink, fuck, get divorced, argue and fall in love. From what I understand, his stories were often edited or, gentrified, almost? I'm not sure about these 7 stories, but they were certainly raw and unashamedly intimate. What astonished me, as an aspiring writer is how similar a lot of the stories are (a husband, a wife, talking in a house, often at night, miscommunication, reading over letters) and yet they're all somehow vastly different and powerful. How do you do that, Carver? The stories are all so domestic and ugly and unembellished. It's as if you're looking into someone's family home and watching their comings and goings while Carver stands beside you, narrating what's happening. I so admire his craft, how he uses such spare language to be so emotive. He's hard and soft and gentle and angsty and just... just... Ugh. I don't hate you Carver, but you know how to hurt me, and somehow I love you for it?
A collection of stories it would be hard to forget Carver's stories celebrate some lasting aspects of the human confition, however minimal, conjuring up a quality of fellow feeling, which fives the stories a compelling, dry-eyed poignancy, a melancholy but intensely moving authenticity. This dazzling little collection is a treat All the stories in this collection are superb. Each sucks the reader, with magical speed, into the hearts of the characters, while seeming to say almost nothing about them. And they are not always gloomy, these hearts Pertany a aquestes col·leccions editorialsHarvill (40)
These seven stories were the last that Carver wrote. Among them is one of his longest, 'Errand', in which he imagines the death of Chekhov, a writer Carver hugely admired and to whose work his own was often compared. This fine story suggests that the greatest of modern short-story writers may, in the year before his untimely death, have been flexing his muscles for a longer work. No s'han trobat descripcions de biblioteca. |
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