Family Furnishings: Selected Stories, 1995-2014 (Vintage International), by Alice Munro
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A Best Book of the Year: San Francisco Chronicle, NPR, Minneapolis Star TribuneHere is a selection of Munro’s most accomplished and powerfully affecting short fiction from the last two decades, a companion volume to A Wilderness Station: Selected Stories, 1968–1994. These stories encompass the fullness of human experience, from the wild exhilaration of first love (in “Passion”) to the punishing consequences of leaving home (“Runaway”) or ending a marriage (“The Children Stay”). And in stories that Munro has described as “closer to the truth than usual”—”Dear Life,” “Working for a Living,” and “Home”—we glimpse the author’s own life. Subtly honed with her hallmark precision, grace, and compassion, these stories illuminate the quotidian yet astonishing particularities in the lives of men and women, parents and children, friends and lovers as they discover sex, fall in love, part, quarrel, suffer defeat, set off into the unknown, or find a way to be in the world.
Family Furnishings: Selected Stories, 1995-2014 (Vintage International), by Alice Munro- Amazon Sales Rank: #92810 in Books
- Brand: Munro, Alice
- Published on: 2015-09-15
- Released on: 2015-09-15
- Original language: English
- Number of items: 1
- Dimensions: 7.96" h x 1.37" w x 5.18" l, .81 pounds
- Binding: Paperback
- 784 pages
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“What a stunning, subtle and sympathetic explorer of the heart Munro is.” —The Washington Post“Generations to come will relish and study Family Furnishings. . . . A superb introduction for those new to her work, and a reminder to longtime fans that Munro is a writer to be cherished.” —NPR“Brilliant. . . . In the simplest of words, and with the greatest of power, she makes us see and hear an ‘unremarkable’ scene we will never forget.” —The New York Review of Books “Turn to just about any page and you’ll discover a brilliant insight into human behavior. . . . Family Furnishings reminds us that Munro is our greatest contemporary short story writer.” —USA Today“[An] extraordinary collection. . . . Munro seems to have gotten hold of our own darkest feelings about the people in our lives and transformed them, gloriously, into art.” —San Francisco Chronicle “The preeminent short-fiction writer of her time. . . . Astonishing. . . . Stunning. . . . Remind[s] us that fiction, at its most profound and moving, is about human endurance, which makes it very much a reflection of reality.” —Los Angeles Times “Munro’s literary genius for the short-story form has been widely deemed incomparable. The Canadian writer captures those small moments that reverberate through ordinary lives in meticulous prose. Her economy in words fashions a language that pierces the heart.” —New York Daily News “These are human stories, and great ones. . . . Nobody can tell a tale, spin a character, break a heart, the way Alice Munro can.” —Minneapolis Star Tribune “Munro may have arrived at the end of her career, but her stories keep changing, as works of art tend to do. . . . Because Munro’s people often act unpredictably—they wind up doing things they hadn’t known they were going to do and startle themselves—the stories, even on repeated readings, retain their original suspense, their sense that anything can happen.” —The New York Times Book Review “If there’s literary pleasure greater than reading Alice Munro, it must be rereading Alice Munro.” —The Seattle Times “It is no exaggeration to state that Munro’s short stories are among the finest that have ever been written. She’s sure to endure alongside Poe, Hemingway and O’Connor. . . . She’s that rare writer who is able to match her early career achievements and even top them.” —The Dallas Morning News “A writer who slowly fashioned a house of fiction large enough for both a room of her own and all of her family furnishings—ensuring that she herself had space to maneuver while others still had plenty of space to stretch out and live. Those others include us, her very lucky readers.” — The Philadelphia Inquirer “Munro’s stories are remarkable for their evocation of places and the people who live there, for ambiguities, their ellipses, and their deftness. Her prose is lucid: ranging from delicacy to forthright attack, sometimes witty, ironic.” —The Washington Times
About the Author Alice Munro grew up in Wingham, Ontario, and attended the University of Western Ontario. She has published thirteen collections of stories and a novel. During her distinguished career she has been the recipient of many awards, including two Giller Prizes, the National Book Critics Circle Award, and the Man Booker International Prize. In 2013 she was awarded the Nobel Prize for Literature. Her stories have appeared in The New Yorker, Atlantic Monthly, Harper’s Magazine, The Paris Review, Granta, and many other publications, and her collections have been translated into thirteen languages.
Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. Too Much Happiness Many persons who have not studied mathematics confuse it with arithmetic and consider it a dry and arid science. Actually, however, this science requires great fantasy. —Sophia Kovalevsky On the first day of January, in the year 1891, a small woman and a large man are walking in the Old Cemetery, in Genoa. Both of them are around forty years old. The woman has a childishly large head, with a thicket of dark curls, and her expression is eager, faintly pleading. Her face has begun to look worn. The man is immense. He weighs 285 pounds, distributed over a large frame, and being Russian, he is often referred to as a bear, also as a Cossack. At present he is crouching over tombstones and writing in his notebook, collecting inscriptions and puzzling over abbreviations not immediately clear to him, though he speaks Russian, French, English, Italian, and has an under- standing of classical and medieval Latin. His knowledge is as expansive as his physique, and though his speciality is governmental law, he is capable of lecturing on the growth of contemporary political institutions in America, the peculiarities of society in Russia and the West, and the laws and practices of ancient empires. But he is not a pedant. He is witty and popular, at ease on various levels, and able to live a most comfortable life, due to his properties near Kharkov. He has, however, been forbidden to hold an academic post in Russia, because of being a Liberal. His name suits him. Maksim. Maksim Maksimovich Kovalevsky. The woman with him is also a Kovalevsky. She was married to a distant cousin of his, but is now a widow. She speaks to him teasingly. “You know that one of us will die,” she says. “One of us will die this year.” Only half listening, he asks her, Why is that? “Because we have gone walking in a graveyard on the first day of the New Year.” “Indeed.” “There are still a few things you don’t know,” she says in her pert but anxious way. “I knew that before I was eight years old.” “Girls spend more time with kitchen maids and boys in the stables—I sup- pose that is why.” “Boys in the stables do not hear about death?” “Not so much. Concentration is on other things.” There is snow that day but it is soft. They leave melted, black footprints where they’ve walked. She met him for the first time in 1888. He had come to Stockholm to advise on the foundation of a school of social sciences. Their shared nationality, going so far as a shared family name, would have thrown them together even if there was no particular attraction. She would have had a responsibility to entertain and generally take care of a fellow Liberal, unwelcome at home. But that turned out to be no duty at all. They flew at each other as if they had indeed been long-lost relatives. A torrent of jokes and questions followed, an immediate understanding, a rich gabble of Russian, as if the languages of Western Europe had been flimsy formal cages in which they had been too long confined, or paltry substitutes for true human speech. Their behavior, as well, soon overflowed the proprieties of Stockholm. He stayed late at her apartment. She went alone to lunch with him at his hotel. When he hurt his leg in a mishap on the ice, she helped him with the soaking and dressing and, what was more, she told people about it. She was so sure of herself then, and especially sure of him. She wrote a description of him to a friend, borrowing from De Musset. He is very joyful, and at the same time very gloomy— Disagreeable neighbor, excellent comrade— Extremely light-minded, and yet very affected— Indignantly naïve, nevertheless very blasé— Terribly sincere, and at the same time very sly. And at the end she wrote, “A real Russian, he is, into the bargain.” Fat Maksim, she called him then. “I have never been so tempted to write romances, as when with Fat Maksim.” And “He takes up too much room, on the divan and in one’s mind. It is simply impossible for me, in his presence, to think of anything but him.” This was at the very time when she should have been working day and night, preparing her submission for the Bordin Prize. “I am neglecting not only my Functions but my Elliptic Integrals and my Rigid Body,” she joked to her fellow mathematician, Mittag-Leffler, who persuaded Maksim that it was time to go and deliver lectures in Uppsala for a while. She tore herself from thoughts of him, from daydreams, back to the movement of rigid bodies and the solution of the so-called mermaid problem by the use of theta functions with two independent variables. She worked desperately but happily, because he was still in the back of her mind. When he returned she was worn out but triumphant. Two triumphs—her paper ready for its last polishing and anonymous submission; her lover growling but cheerful, eagerly returned from his banishment and giving every indication, as she thought, that he intended to make her the woman of his life. Excerpted from Family Furnishings by Alice Munro. Copyright © 2014 by Alice Munro. Excerpted by permission of Alfred A. Knopf, a division of Random House LLC. All rights reserved. No part of this excerpt may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the publisher.
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38 of 39 people found the following review helpful. Wonderful By Robert C Ross I've been lucky enough to read three previous collections of Munro's stories -- some of the characters populate my mind while I try to think of something important to write about this great story teller.This collection is marvelous -- I spent six days treasuring them, reading some of them aloud, re-reading many passages just to be sure I wasn't missing some of the nuances. Southern Ontario must be a wonderful place if so many interesting people live there -- or is it just Alice Munro herself?Her story about a husband trying to find ways to make his wife happy as dementia took hold resonated strongly; it captured exactly my thinking as I hung a bird feeder 20 feet above the ground during my wife's final illness. It could have been me.By all means, try at least one of Munro's stories, from this collection or one of the earlier collections. Her voice is so clear, so honest, so real -- even if you don't care for that story, you will read the work of a great master.Robert C. RossSeptember 2014
19 of 21 people found the following review helpful. This Is a True Literary Event By M. JEFFREY MCMAHON My three favorite North American short story writers are John Cheever, Tobias Wolff, and Alice Munro. Of the three, Munro’s stories are a bigger challenge. Often her plot points are elliptical. She slowly and leisurely lets her genius unfold her sprawling stories, often close to 40 pages long, piece by piece, so that her style can present a challenge to one’s patience. But the patience pays off because more than Cheever and Wolff, Munro has this brilliant and rare gift to make a 30-40-page short story feel as if you’ve immersed yourself in a life with a sense of completeness that you could only imagine with a 400-page novel.If you’re new to Munro, you might open this 600-page book and begin with some of her more accessible stories first:“My Mother’s Dream”: An unusual point of view of a girl thinking back to her being a baby and almost dying after her father dies and family and friends converge on the grieving mother. It’s almost as if the first-person narrator, clearly too young as an infant to grasp the details of this period, gleans what she knows from family and friends when she gets into her teens.“Family Furnishings”: A story about social class and the “city” vs. the “country,” this tale is about a larger than life character, the narrator’s older cousin Alfrida, who lives in the big city where she creates a squeaky-clean person as an advice columnist. The disparity between her newspaper persona and her gimlet-eyed cynical self is not only funny but is central to the story’s theme about the loss of innocence.“The Bear Came Over the Mountain”: A story of a professor and his wife who succumbs to dementia and the complex, knotty love they have for each other even after the wife is institutionalized.“Runaway”: Perhaps my favorite Munro story, this is about a mother who loses the connection with her daughter, a convert to a religious cult.“Dimension”: Perhaps the most horrifying of all the stories as it deals with a brutal domestic crime, this story addresses something terrifying in the male psyche as it looks at the aftermath of a mother who has survived an unspeakable act of violence done to her family. Like the story “Runaway,” it is a masterpiece and gives you the sense of having read a novel in just 35 pages or so.This book belongs in the literary Hall of Fame, and if you don’t have them yet, you’ll want to add John Cheever’s collected stories and Tobias Wolff’s collected stories Our Story Begins to your shelf.
12 of 13 people found the following review helpful. A wonderful collection from the best short story writer of our time By Jill I. Shtulman Like many other readers, I have always been in awe of Alice Munro, whose short stories are just so well-crafted that each of them sparkles like a little gem.In collection after collection, her strength has always been taking ordinary human lives and extricating that one moment of revelation. In just a few beautifully written sentences, she’s able to define a person in a totally original way.Take this description, from The Bear Came Over The Mountain: “Getting close to Marian would present a different problem. It would be like biting into a litchi nut. The flesh with its oddly artificial allure, its chemical taste and perfume, shallow over the extensive seed, the stone.”Now this Nobel Laureate has assembled some of her most memorable stories from 1995-2014, with a forward from Jane Smiley. And it gives this reader yet one more reason to rejoice. In the words of Ms. Smiley, “Munro…has made of the short story something new, using precision of language and complexity of emotion to cut out the relaxed parts of the novel and focus on the essence of transformation.”These are stories to savor, brimming with life and recreating the definition of what a short story is all about. Sometimes, she courageously turns the spotlight on her own life: The View from Castle Rock, for example, finds her mining her family history and meshing imagination and fact…the eponymous Family Furnishings reveals a young writer who steals the poignant, personal and painful history of an eccentric aunt to further her craft.Nor is she afraid to mine emotions: the lengths that a husband will go to give his memory-impaired wife a gift (and, in ways, an apology for his philandering) in The Bear Came Over The Mountain…the cruel alliances of young girls in the drowning of a disabled child in the haunting Child’s Play…the unbreakable connection between Doree and her “criminally insane” husband who murders their children because he is the only one who can truly relate to what has been lost.I loved the opportunity to revisit old favorites and discovered ones that have eluded me. This is an important and marvelous book that should be “must reading” for any literary reader.
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