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Before They Were Novelists: 3 Killer Short Story Collections

I don’t think anyone would argue with the fact that even a rather mediocre dental hygienist makes more money in a given year than most writers make in a decade. Generally it is only the best of the best, the luckiest of the luckiest, or the most connected of the most connected who can do so well as to make a living off of their craft. And that’s the novelists. In a modern world where the screen (phone, TV or computer) is so ubiquitous that your local barbershop is likely to have 40 or more flat inches on their wall to help you pass the time, it seems fair to say that most writers would struggle to pay their cell phone bills if they tried to earn a living by exclusively writing short stories.

The temptation then is to leap to the conclusion that the short story is dead. And yet the New Yorker as I’ve heard it, continues to pay short story legends like Alice Munro and William Trevor a special fee to have first access to any story those writers send out – that’s how valuable these works are. And when the magazine does select a work for publication, even a dental hygienist would envy the purchase price. Then you get Francis Ford Coppola, who in 1997 started a magazine devoted to short stories and design. Zoetrope: All Story is based on the great director’s love of fiction and his belief that so many great movies come on the backs of great short stories. This would seem to bode well for the form’s future. So too does the inclusion below of two writers who came to the English world’s attention over the last decade not from their novels, but on the back of their debut story collections.

Perhaps you are only familiar one, two or all three of the world-class writers listed below as novelists. If so, you might want to also consider their masterful work in the short form, where narrative and poetry so often collide, and where a twist ending shocks the heck out of you in the best way possible – that “Usual Suspects” like turn that you never saw coming but when it comes you say, Of course!

The rest of this article, like most all the others I'm writing these days, can be found at Indigo's Fiction Blog. 

Tom Perrotta's "The Leftovers" - One of this Fall's Biggest Books

Stephen King is best known for his horror novels. Tom Perrotta is not. He doesn’t write horror novels. He writes literary fiction that specializes in the ennui and quiet tragedies of life in the modern American suburb, at least that’s what he had been writing until now. In 2004, for instance, The New York Times Book Review compared Perrotta with Chekhov.  I’m not under the impression that anyone has compared Stephen King’s work, powerful as it can be, to the rather challenging, high brow legend of the short story, Anton Chekhov. And yet it made perfect sense to me when I heard that it was King himself who had chosen to write the upcoming New York Times Book Review piece on The Leftovers a book I’ll not hold off a sentence longer from saying could be one of this year’s blockbusters.

Though I doubt anyone has previously compared Stephen King with Tom Perrotta, the two authors do share a kind of luck. Beyond having published work that sells rather well (or, in King’s case, extraordinarily well – 350 million books sold and counting), both seem to write stories that translate naturally to the screen, big and small. Two of Perrotta’s first five novels were made into films, both of which were Oscar nominated, the one a stark and penetrating melodrama about suburban life starring Kate Winslet (“Little Children”), the other a satire on politics and popularity that starred Reese Witherspoon and Matthew Broderick (“Election”), and that Perrotta himself helped adapt into a screenplay.

Now comes Perrotta’s latest novel.

Even before it has hit the shelves, Variety has reported that HBO, that juggernaut of cable television, is developing a series based on The Leftovers, a gripping tale that focuses on Mapleton, a rather picturesque American town dealing, or trying to deal, with the aftermath of a massive scale disaster. Millions upon millions of people around the world have suddenly disappeared – gone for good – in an event the book and the characters in it refer to as The Rapture. Had Stephen King written it, the book would probably have been called “The Rapture” and told a markedly different story, one that would likely have placed the Rapture itself as the climatic centre of the story...

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