Showing posts with label Penguin Book of Canadian Short Stories. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Penguin Book of Canadian Short Stories. Show all posts
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
THE SHORT STORY WARS
“The best art is political and you ought to make it unquestionably political and irrevocably beautiful at the same time” Toni Morrison
As I type this quote I can almost hear Canada’s John Metcalf screaming, “no, no, no.”
Metcalf, prolific writer, former publisher, member of the Order of Canada, all round curmudgeon and a tireless worker in the garden of Can Lit. dislikes stories that have a purpose, especially a nationalistic purpose. He sneers at, “plot stories.” He labels Margaret Atwood, Morley Callahan, Rohinton Mistry and Michael Ondaadje as second rate. His 2003 memoir, An Aesthetic Underground, a Literary Memoir sits on the remainder table at the local Chapters for 2 bucks, a humiliating spot for a very interesting and snappy book.
Last October , Metcalf publically dissed The Penguin Book of Canadian Short Stories slanging its editor, Jane Urquhurt. He wrote a sneering piece for the Globe and M and so the first shot was fired in the short-lived “Story Wars.”
I bought The Penguin Book of Short Stories for four reasons. First: I wanted to check out the fuss – was this a set of inferior offerings as Metcalf and company claimed? Second: I like short stories old and new and I was sure there would be a lot of new stuff in such a fat book. Three: Jane Urquhart was born in Longlac (brought up in Toronto but still!) Four: I think Urquhart novels are terrific. I remember being completely enthralled by Away and I still think it is her best.
Did I waste my money? Absolutely not. This is a premier collection. I am about half way along flinging myself into wonderful story after wonderful story. Many old friends are present: Carol Shields, Alice Munro, Margaret Atwood, Joseph Boyden, Alistair MacLeod. Here are three stories I just loved: And the Children shall Rise by Caroline Adderson, (creepy), Jesus Christ, Murdeena by Lynn Coady (funny) and Ring Around October by Adrienne Poy ( sad).
Most collections of short stories are uneven - some you like and others - naaa. I don't think I have read such an even collection for a long time, not since the days of the New Press Anthologies. I pulled out Best Canadian Fiction #1 from 1984 and guess what? The editors were Rooke and John Metcalf!.
To sum up: thanks Jane for a great collection of stories.
As I type this quote I can almost hear Canada’s John Metcalf screaming, “no, no, no.”
Metcalf, prolific writer, former publisher, member of the Order of Canada, all round curmudgeon and a tireless worker in the garden of Can Lit. dislikes stories that have a purpose, especially a nationalistic purpose. He sneers at, “plot stories.” He labels Margaret Atwood, Morley Callahan, Rohinton Mistry and Michael Ondaadje as second rate. His 2003 memoir, An Aesthetic Underground, a Literary Memoir sits on the remainder table at the local Chapters for 2 bucks, a humiliating spot for a very interesting and snappy book.
Last October , Metcalf publically dissed The Penguin Book of Canadian Short Stories slanging its editor, Jane Urquhurt. He wrote a sneering piece for the Globe and M and so the first shot was fired in the short-lived “Story Wars.”
I bought The Penguin Book of Short Stories for four reasons. First: I wanted to check out the fuss – was this a set of inferior offerings as Metcalf and company claimed? Second: I like short stories old and new and I was sure there would be a lot of new stuff in such a fat book. Three: Jane Urquhart was born in Longlac (brought up in Toronto but still!) Four: I think Urquhart novels are terrific. I remember being completely enthralled by Away and I still think it is her best.
Did I waste my money? Absolutely not. This is a premier collection. I am about half way along flinging myself into wonderful story after wonderful story. Many old friends are present: Carol Shields, Alice Munro, Margaret Atwood, Joseph Boyden, Alistair MacLeod. Here are three stories I just loved: And the Children shall Rise by Caroline Adderson, (creepy), Jesus Christ, Murdeena by Lynn Coady (funny) and Ring Around October by Adrienne Poy ( sad).
Most collections of short stories are uneven - some you like and others - naaa. I don't think I have read such an even collection for a long time, not since the days of the New Press Anthologies. I pulled out Best Canadian Fiction #1 from 1984 and guess what? The editors were Rooke and John Metcalf!.
To sum up: thanks Jane for a great collection of stories.
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