I'm currently reading The Penguin book of Canadian short stories edited by Jane Urquhart. I have to admit that I haven't purchased a collection of Canadian short stories since university, but all the screaming from the literati made me curious. The misogynistic attacks on Urquhart's selection is quite disconcerting, but I guess to be expected. Academics tend to be insecure and vicious from my limited perspective. My ruling of the collection: so far so good. I'm thoroughly enjoying the selections. I think Penguin was brilliant to select Urquhart. Not only is she a sensitive reader, but she has the star power to get someone like me to pay attention to the publication of such a collection.
My favourite short story so far: Vision by Alistair MacLeod. In this work, MacLeod explores the difference between sight and vision. Characters without sight "see" differently than those with sight. It was particularly thought provoking and of course, made me think of Blindness again... more on that later.
I plan to take this collection to the cottage and immerse myself. But I have already re-discovered the problem (or maybe prize) of a short story: once you finish reading it, you want to read it again!
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