Yet these stories bear careful re-reading, like any truly important and enduring work. For one thing, Carver is one of the few writers who can make desperation--cutting your ex-wife's telephone cord in the middle of a conversation, standing on your own roof chunking rocks while a man with no hands takes your picture--deeply funny. Then there is the sheer craft that went into their creation. Despite their seeming simplicity, his tales are as artfully constructed as poems--and like poems, the best of them can make your breath catch in your throat. In the title piece, for instance, after the gin has been drunk, after the stories have been told, after the tensions in the room have come to the surface and subsided again, there comes a moment of strange lightness and peace: "I could hear my heart beating. I could hear everyone's heart. I could hear the human noise we sat there making, not one of us moving, not even when the room went dark."
Much of what happens in What We Talk About When We Talk About Love (1981) happens offstage, and we're left with tragedy's props: booze, instant coffee, furniture from a failed marriage, cigarettes smoked in the middle of the night. This is not merely a matter of technique. Carver leaves out a great deal, but that's only a measure of his characters' vulnerability, the nerve endings his stories lay bare. To say anything more, one feels, would simply hurt too much. --Mary Park
WHO DOESN'T APPRECIATE RAYMOND CARVER?? An excellent novel, full of great work.Published 1 month ago by C. L. Swinney
This is a collection of stories. They are interesting enough, but no great shakes.Published 1 month ago by Amazon Customer
Love Raymond Carver, liked the small stories. Definitely not my favorite compilation by him, but enjoyable.Published 2 months ago by Jasmine Chhoeun
Stories are like dull conversation with nothing that is entertaining or thought provoking.Published 2 months ago by TOM COKER
From the cover I was impressed to read the stories in the book. However the stories didn't appeal to me as much as I was expecting.Published 2 months ago by sima Nasseri