I admit I had been putting off reading several collections of short stories. I kept them on a separate shelf divided by those I’ve read, those I haven’t. A couple of months before the end of last year, I committed myself to plowing through them once and for all. I began with Nadine Gordimer’s anthology, Telling Tales with award-winning writers like Gunter Grass, Gabriel Garcia Marquez, Margaret Atwood, Salman Rushdie, and Arthur Miller.
Then came Bobbie Ann Mason’s Shilo and Other Stories; Joanne Greenberg’s Rites of Passage (read the first story a couple of decades ago, liked it, but never got around to reading the rest); Isaac Asimov’s Nine Tomorrows (signed copy, though second hand. “The Last Question” blew me away—never saw that great ending coming!) Later, I came across an interview where Asimov stated that was his favorite story.
Next, I read Lorrie Moore’s Birds of America (I sort of met her in Madison, Wisconsin before I knew who she was, other than a writer making photocopies, before I began writing my own stories. Never on a first name basis, though; a missed connection). Jhumpa Lahiri’s Unaccustomed Earth (loved her first collection so don’t know why it took me years to read this.); Alice Munro’s The Love of a Good Woman; The Stories of John Cheever (the big red hard cover that won the Pulitzer Prize); The Collected Stories of Jean Stafford (another Pulitzer Prize winner); and Thomas Pynchon’s Slow Learner (his early work).
I was just getting warmed up. I then read three anthologies: American Short Story Masterpieces edited by Raymond Carver and Tom Jenks; Norton Anthology of Short Fiction, third edition, R.V. Cassill; and Anthology of American Short Stories edited by James Nagel. These last three alone had combined pages of 3,038, which may explain why I kept putting them off. Some of the stories were repeats of what I had read earlier or years before. Many of those, I reread. Others I had never heard of, nor the writers (some brilliant stories, too). I enjoyed the sheer variety of great, well-written short stories, some dating back 170 years.
Some stories you read once and stays with you a lifetime like an Edgar Allan Poe story, or Jack London’s “To Build a Fire.” Haunting stories about life and death and survival, like escaping capture in the desert and finding yourself sharing a cave with a panther as in Honoré de Balzac’s “A Passion in the Desert.”
So, the next time you have the urge to pick up a collection or an anthology of short stories, do so. You won’t regret it. In fact, it may inspire you to write one of your own, even set in your own country like Malaysia—a great story, no matter where it is set, is a great story…. I began writing my own set-in-Malaysia stories a couple of years before I decided to move here for good. One of the stories, “On Fridays,” after rewriting it (rewriting all my stories), is appearing this summer, as a reprint, in Thema (USA).
Next up, or maybe next decade, The
Complete Works of William Shakespeare which I bought four decades ago when
I was still a bachelor living in America before I began to write...
My interviews with Malaysian writers:
Chuah Guat Eng, author of Echoes of Silence and Days of Change.
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