I have this overwhelming urge to shout from the rooftops -
"Read Raymond Carver!"
No doubt, someone might look up in confusion and shout back "Will You Please Be Quiet, Please!"
This happens to be Carver's first published collection of short stories, yet it's the one I read last, after 'Cathedral', 'What We Talk About When We Talk About Love' (which is my personal favorite), and 'Elephant and Other Stories'. Carver didn't merely infuse new vitality into the short story; he essentially crafted an entirely new one on his own.
His approach is minimalist, lacking in gloss, and pared-down in style, as he writes about the everyday ordinary Americans who simply go about their unremarkable lives. There's nothing fancy here; just the common problems and hiccups that most people encounter. His characters are incredibly believable, and the dialogue he employs between them is outstanding and so true to life. It's as if one is standing unnoticed in someone's living room or bedroom, eavesdropping on all kinds of conversations and interactions.
Carver is a writer who, quite simply, understands people to perfection. Through love, lust, sorrow, loss, bitterness, sadness, exuberance, darkened thoughts, suspicions, he brings to vivid life the world that exists behind closed doors and gets to the very core of our being. Some claim he is phenomenal, while others call him a genius.
I would tend to concur. His prose is tight and concise, sometimes raw and melancholic, yet always magnificent in its simplicity. He engages with the reader on such a profound level and directly delves into the uncomfortable subtext of the everyday. He is the ultimate kitchen sink writer, who never becomes sentimental or melodramatic, but simply adheres to the bare truths, whether they are comfortable or not. We feel his characters as if they were our own. Great stuff! So why only four stars and not five?
Simple - his other two collections of 'Cathedral' & 'What We Talk About When We Talk About Love' are even better!