Wednesday, April 25, 2012

"Nightwind" by John Banville

"Nightwind" by John Banville (2000, 17 pages)


Irish Short Story Week
March 11 to July 1





Please consider joining us for Irish Short Story Week Year Two.   Everything you need to participate is in the resources page, including links to 1000s of short stories, from brand new ones to stories now in the public domain.   Guests posts are also welcome.  

April Prize for a Participant- I am happy to announce that a randomly selected participant in ISSW2 will receive a copy of the Frank O'Connor Prize listed work, Somewhere in Minnesota through the kindness of the author, Orfhlaith Foyle.  If you are a participant in the event please email me to be in the drawing for this wonderful collection of short stories.

John Banville is one of four Irish authors to have won the Man Booker Prize awarded for best English Language fiction by an author from the British Commonwealth, Ireland and Zimbabwe.    The other Irish winners are Anne Enright, Roddy Doyle and Irish Murdoch.   

John Banville (Wexford, Ireland, 1946) won the Man Booker Prize in 2005 for his eighteenth  novel, The Sea.  I  read and posted on his novel Infinities last year (I went to the store to buy The Sea but it was not in stock.)  He has also published a collection of short stories Long Lankin in 1970 and revised it in 1984. (I do not know where or when "Nightwind" was first published.  I read it in The Anchor Book of New Irish Writing published in 2000 so I am using that date.)   According to my brief research, he is considered a good candidate for a Nobel Prize.   

Some of the short stories that I am posting on can be read online and some cannot,   "Nightwind" cannot.   I will keep my posts briefer on stories it will be harder for others to read.   

"I am in charge here and I
say more Gothic Stories"-
Carmella
"Nightwind" centers on an actor. maybe a man a bit past his prime and one a bit addicted to the limelight.   He feels his status as a star means that all of his utterances and actions are worthy of great attention and he is annoyed when he does not get this.   The word "Nightwind" has an slang meaning and I am sure Banville is playing on that.  It means passing gas in bad and then forcing your partner's head under the sheets to make them smell it.  This evidently meant as a sort of test of your partners love and maybe to see if they will take abuse in the name of love.   The man is used to women throwing themselves at him.   Much of the story is taken up with the man's conversation with a woman he knows, who he makes sure knows that he has a lot of women at his beck and call and a theatrical professional who no longer has the time for him he once did.

As I knew it would be, this is a very good story that brings out the petty vanity of the actor very well.  We also see he is blind to the sycophants who surround him and to those who just now humor him.  
"Please consider joining in for ISSW2"-Ruprecht
Mel u









Tuesday, April 24, 2012

"Clocking Out" by Madeline D'Arcy


"Clocking Out" by Madeleine D'Arcy (2011, 4 pages)


Irish Short Story Week Year Two
March 11 to July 1

Madeline D'Arcy





Please consider joining us for Irish Short Story Week Year Two.   Everything you need to participate is in the resources page, including links to 1000s of short stories, from brand new ones to stories now in the public domain.   Guests posts are also welcome.   Emerging Irish Women is now a full term event.

April Prize for a Participant- I am happy to announce that a randomly selected participant in ISSW2 will receive a copy of the Frank O'Connor Prize listed work, Somewhere in Minnesota through the kindness of the author, Orfhlaith Foyle.  If you are a participant in the event please email me to be in the drawing for this wonderful collection of short stories.

"I wish I had known the things I needed to know in life at the time I should have known them".

"Clocking Out" is a very sad story told in the first person about the life experiences of a young woman  fresh out of her home in an area in suffering through bad times, with few jobs to be found.   The woman has seemingly very few inner resources and her low self esteem makes her an easy target for a sexual predator and a user who also happens to be the foreman at the factory where she assembles computer boards.  We know this married man has preyed on other women before.   

At first the story seems as if it only narrating a few days but there are years and years in these few  pages.    I do not want to tell the plot of the story but I thought how D'Arcy managed the time span in just a few pages was really masterful.  I felt like I was on the tube with the young woman, trying to be invisible so the posh people will not see me in this really great passage.


I had to leave that job. That’s why I’m here in London. I’m on my way to work now, on the Piccadilly line. There’s a trendy couple sitting opposite me. They have money and they’re smart. You know it by the look of them. He has a nice shirt and jeans, and the kind of shoes called “casual” even though they cost just as much as Sunday shoes. She’s wearing clothes that seem almost colourless and plain, but they’re not plain plain, if you know what I mean. They’re classy. You wouldn’t find that kind of gear back home where I’m from. This man and woman – I’m not jealous of them. At least I don’t think so. 

The tubes of the world are full of people just like this nameless woman, wondering why they are what they are and others are what they are.

The woman has a job doing clean up work in the hospital and her social life consists of going to dances where only the boys who are drunken louts ask her to dance, and she accepts for fear of seeming stuck up.

There is a raw and a savage event at the heart  of this dark story, one that cuts through all the vacuous lives of the posh people on the tube and the second rate pretty boys at dance.

One of the lessons we can learn, if we are open to it, from literature is to see the humanity in others.   If we dehumanize the cleaning ladies we see on the way to work on the tubes, working shifts nobody wants we are debasing our own humanity.

"I wish I had known the things I needed to know in life at the time I should have known them".-This thought from the consciousness of the woman, maybe not so young now, echos well the deepest thought of G W F Hegel "The Owl of Minerva flys only at dusk".  

"Clocking Out" by Madeleine D"Arcy is a wonderful work of art, fully in accord with Frank O'Connors notions of how the best short stories work.

You can read "Clocking Out" here  (this story is under international copyright to Madeleine D'Arcy and is her intellectual property.)

Here is the official biography of D'Arcy



Madeleine D’Arcy was born in Ireland and later spent
thirteen years in the UK. She worked as a criminal law
solicitor and as a legal editor in London before returning to
Cork City in 1999 with her husband and son.

She began to write short stories in 2005.

In April 2010 she was presented with a Hennessy X.O Literary
Award 2009 in the First Fiction category for her short story “Is
This Like Scotland?” and also received the overall Hennessy
X.O Literary Award for New Irish Writer.

One of her stories came joint-second in the William Trevor/
Elizabeth Bowen Short Story Competition 2011.

She has been short-listed in the Fish Short Story Prize 2008, the
Bealtaine Short Story Competition 2008, the Over the Edge New
Writer of the Year Competition 2009 and 2011, the Brian MacMahon Short Story
Competition 2009 and the Bridport Prize 2009 (UK). She received commendations in
the Seán Ó Faoláin Short Story Competitions 2009 and 2011.

In June 2010 she was part of a group of six Irish writers sponsored by Culture Ireland
who attended the 11th International Conference on the Short Story in English, held in
Toronto.

Also in 2010, she was awarded a Cork City Council Artists Bursary for the
purpose of funding a mentor to advise on her novel.

She was awarded an Arts Council Bursary in 2011.

Her stories have been published in the Sunday Tribune (April 2009), in Made
in Heaven and Other Short Stories (Cork County Library and Arts Service
publication, May 2009), in the Anthology Sharp Sticks, Driven Nails (Stinging
Fly Press, October 2010), in Etherbooks Mobile Publishing (October 2010),
in the Irish Examiner (Holly Bough, December 2010), in Necessary Fiction
(http://necessaryfiction.com/writerinres/clockingout, March 2011, in the Irish
Independent (5th October 2011) and in the Irish Times (26th November, 2011).

Madeleine has read her work in Dublin, in Toronto and at the Frank O’Connor Short
Story Festival in Cork.

She is working on a novel set in Cork and London during the years 1980 to 2005. The
novel was short-listed by Gillian Slovo for the JG Farrell Award 2011.

Her debut unpublished short story collection is currently short-listed for the Scott
Prize 2012 (UK).

I hope to post on a collection of her short stories one day soon





Mel u

Monday, April 23, 2012

"Saturday Girl" by Ethel Rohan

"Saturday Girl" by Ethel Rohan (2012, 3 pages)

Irish Short Story Week Year Two
March 11 to July 1

Ethel Rohan






Please consider joining us for Irish Short Story Week Year Two.   Everything you need to participate is in the resources page, including links to 1000s of short stories, from brand new ones to stories now in the public domain.   Guests posts are also welcome.   Emerging Irish Women is now a full term event.  Collete will join us at the event close out party at Lord Dunsanny's Castle on July 2.  


"Saturday Girl" is  the third short story by Ethel Rohan on which I have now posted.   My first Rohan story was "Beast and the Bear".   I was really completely blown away by this story.  To find its better  I had to reach to the very greatest of  short story writers.   I know this sounds hyperbolic but  it is how I feel.   My second Rohan story was "Dark Stars", a very different story, kind of impressionistic piece that enters into the consciousness of sixty something woman who has had a bit of a rough life.

Both of these stories are told in the first person by a female narrator.  "Saturday Girl" is told by a thirteen year old girl who works on Saturdays in a beauty parlor in Manchester, sweeping up, doing shampoos and such.  Her name is Viv and her school mates tease her about her huge hooked nose.

Rohan catches the consciousness of the girl perfectly

Saturday girl at the hair salon is my first ever job. I mostly shampoo the old dears, make them tea and biscuits, tidy the magazines, and sweep the floor bald. I also take out the pins and curlers for those getting sets and perms. Of all my tasks at the salon, I most like to brush Mrs. Dabney's tea-brown wig. The wig looks alive on my left hand, warm and moving and shining. I love that I don't have to worry about making small talk to the wig or causing the hairpiece harm or getting anything too much wrong. My least favorite task is when I have to rub wet cigarette ashes into the hairline of the women getting colors so the telltale dye won't bleed into their skin. I hate to touch the wet ashes and rub the foul black paste against the old women's papery skin. I worry I'll tear right through to blood and brain.

It was fun to see Viv tell her parents that since she is old enough to work she is old enough to go to the local kids' disco.

There is a dramatic development in this brief story but I won't spoil it for you.

You can read "Saturday Girl" here  (under international copyright to Ethel Rohan)

Suko's Notebook has a very good post on a story by Rohan "Sweet Pea", from the latest issue of The Stinging Fly.

Ethel Rohan is the author of Hard to Say (Pank, 2011) and Cut Through the Bone (Dark Sky Books, 2010), the latter long listed for The Story Prize. Her work has or will appear in World Literature Today, The Irish Times, The Chattahoochee Review, The Los Angeles Review, Southeast Review Online, Potomac Review, and elsewhere. Raised in Ireland, Ethel Rohan now lives in San Francisco. Visit her at ethelrohan.com. 
Her books are available as Kindle and paperback editions for a very fair prize on Amazon.


Mel u

Sunday, April 22, 2012

"Mirage" by Valerie Sirr


"Mirage" by Valerie Sirr (2012, 4 pages)


Irish Short Story Week Year Two
March 11 to July 1

Valerie Sirr


My Prior Posts for ISSW Year Two

Posts on Emerging Irish Women Writers

Posts by Participants


  “Funny how other people's things are always more interesting than one's own.”  

  “And their lives,” the woman’s voice trailed off. “Other peoples' lives...  

Please consider joining us for Irish Short Story Week, now set to end July 1.  Valerie Sirr is the eighth  Emerging Irish Woman Writer that has now been featured.  I can only partially predict the future of the book blog world but I bet if somebody does an Irish Short Story Week in 2032 some of these writers will for sure be on the list.  (An explanation for my focus on women writers is here.)  I had at first planned just to make this a one week event but now it will be a recurring motif of Irish Short Story Week Year Two.


"Mirage" by Valerie Sirr is a brilliant story about a woman caught between two worlds and about the price she pays for security and calm domesticity and the price her friend pays for the illusion of freedom.  Everyone is trapped by a mirage, maybe we can see through the mirages of others but not our own.  These are some of the motifs of  "Mirage", a story that cuts through layers of self-deception.   Both women in the story are used by and use the men in their lives.   Each one gets part of what they want.   One sort of knows it is a trap, the other seems a bit clueless, or maybe she has seen through things her friend has not.

The opening paragraph is just perfect.

When the viewer came, Rachel pretended the apartment was her own. She led her into the living room and watched as the woman drew her crimson fingernails across curtains, wallpaper, CD racks and books, her cigarette ash tumbling on surfaces, unchecked. 


The image of the woman with crimson fingernails is a really close to the bone.   We never learn much of anything about  her but there is a world in those fingernails.

Rachel is showing the apartment owned by her friend Cathy  to a potential buyer.   She likes to pretend this chic nest of a single woman in Dublin is her place, instead of the house with a husband who leaves his heavy shoes on the floor and tells her in exhausting detail what happens to him everyday.  He seems a good man and a decent husband but he also has come to kind of bore her and she does feel claustrophobic.  He has now begun to talk about babies and she can feel the noose tighten.

Her friend Cathy glories in being a single woman with some money living in the big city.   Rachel meets up with Cathy in a pub to tell her how the visit of the woman to her apartment went.   Cathy has two men from her work with her.  We do not know what they do other than to hear one of them brag about the big sales he made today.   Cathy is interested in one of the men, Rachel knows he is just another man for Cathy's collection.   The other man seems interested in Rachel.  Rachel is maybe more flattered than in a state of returning interest, it feels good to know she still has it.   The man asks her if she is going back to Cathy's apartment with them.   She sort of knows what this means and she is nervous but she goes anyway, her friend Cathy is pushing her and tells her she needs to rise above her boring existence and humdrum husband.    Also Cathy is using her and she needs Rachel to go along so she can focus on the man she likes and Rachel and the other man can occupy each other in one way or another.  Each one can maybe see the mirages in their friends lives but not their own controlling fantasies.

Things do get exciting back at Cathy's place but I do not want to spoil this wonderful story for you.

Here is the official biography of Valerie Sirr


Valerie Sirr is a writer from Dublin. She began writing after graduating with her Diploma in Advanced Computer Programming from Trinity College, Dublin. She became interested in psychology and studied at University College, Dublin, for her B.A. hons. Psychology degree, going on to study at London’s Institute of Psychiatry. She holds an M. Phil in Creative Writing from Trinity College, Dublin, and has published and broadcast many short stories both in Ireland and Britain with stories currently under consideration in the US. She received the Hennessy New Irish Writer Award and the Hennessy Award for Emerging Fiction and was awarded two Arts Council of Ireland literature bursaries. She also won the William Allingham, Elizabeth Newsom and Nora Fahy short story awards. Her radio play was shortlisted for RTE radio’s PJ O Connor award. She teaches creative writing and literature appreciation, part-time, and has facilitated writing workshops for Dublin Simon Community and other groups in the community.  She is in the process of looking for a  publisher for her collection of short stories.  

There is a link to this story and others on her web page.



"Mirage" is a great short story, the dialogue is perfect and the details bring everything to life.   I look forward to reading more of her work and plan to post on another of her stories pretty soon.

"Mirage is under international copyright and is the exclusive intellectual property of Valerie Sirr.

I asked Valerie Sirr to tell us who some of her favorite short story writers are and here is her response.   

Elizabeth Bowen, Tessa Hadley, Lorrie Moore, Alice Munro, Katherine Mansfield, Kevin Barry, Raymond Carver and Anthony Doerr.

My thanks to Valerie Sirr for allowing me to post on her great story.   


Mel u




Saturday, April 21, 2012

Elizabeth Bowen Three Ghost Stories

"The Cat Jumps" (1934, 8 pages)
"The Happy Autumn Fields (1941, 15 pages)
"Green Holly" (1941, 11 pages)


Irish Short Story Week Year Two
March 11 to July 1
Ghost and Gothic Week






Posts by Participants

My Prior Posts on Elizabeth Bowen

Please consider joining us for Irish Short Story Week.   All of the resources you need to participate, including links to 1000s of stories,  is in the Event Resources.

April Prize for a Participant- I am happy to announce that a randomly selected participant in ISSW2 will receive a copy of the Frank O'Connor Prize listed work, Somewhere in Minnesota through the kindness of the author. Orfhlaith Foyle.  If you are a participant in the event please email me to be in the drawing for this wonderful collection of short stories.


For sometime now I have had a serious literary crush on Elizabeth Bowen (1899 to 1973-Dublin).   Bowen believed in ghosts and all manner of occult matter.     Her stories set in England during World War Two are world class treasures.   Bowen was not just a passive observer of the war.   She was an air raid warden and walked her assignment while the bombs fell, making sure people were in shelters and had their lights out.   During the period she wrote her stories it was by no means clear who would win the war.  Bowen said afterwards that she never felt more alive than in the times of the blitz.  


Today I want to post on three of her ghost stories.   All of the stories are in Elizabeth Bowen: Collected Stories, a wonderful book.  


"The Cat Jumps" is set in a country house where a murder took place two years ago.  Most of the people in an Elizabeth Bowen short story are sort of upper class, leisured people living in country houses, the sort Saki had so much fun with.   After the murder the owners listed it for sale and it took two years to find somebody who was not afraid to move into the house for  fear it would be haunted.   The new owners are oh so educated and rational and do not give truck to any occult ideas.   Of course we know they will be subject to some serious terror before they story is over and we are not disappointed.   The story is, among other things, a satire of British intelligentsia of the period.  

"The Happy Autumn Fields" is one of Bowen's WWII Stories written during one of the darkest periods of the war for England.  (A Work in Progress has already done a marvelous post on this story so I will just be very brief).   London was under heavy bombardment during the this period.  If your house was destroyed, there was no compensation programs.  Many people stayed in partially destroyed house out of a determination not to let the Germans drive them out.  The house in this story is near collapse from close bomb hits.   It is feared the next raid will cause the house to collapse so the owners have to move out.   Only there is another family living there, one who knows nothing of bombs or Germans, a family whose biggest issue is what to have the cook fix for dinner.  The woman in the story begins to live in the world of these people, old long ago occupants of the house.  Maybe it is all fantasy wish projections or maybe they are real.  This is considered one of the very best of Bowen's Stories.  

"Green Holly"  is a very interesting story as we see things from the point of view of the ghost of  woman who died in the prime of life.  As the story opens we meet the typical upper class English couple found in many of Bowen's Stories.   Right at the midpoint of the story Bowen somehow steps it up from a good story to a great one when we enter the mind of the ghost.  It seems she has a problem.  She has fallen in love with the man in the story, married of course.    Seeing her trying to seduce the man is simply brilliant and there are some very deep themes about the paranormal and sexuality at work here,  




Bowen has other ghost stories but these will get you started.  


semi-fictional has done a great post on "Mysterious Kor",  a story about a young woman who projects another, more ancient city on London, during the darkest days of the blitz.  


Beauty is a Sleeping Cat has done a very insightful post on "Summer Night", one of Bowen's Irish setting short stories.

Mel u

Thursday, April 19, 2012

Mothers and Sons by Colm Toibin

Mothers and Sons by Colm Toibin (2007, a collection of nine short stories)

Irish Short Story Week Year Two
March 11 to July 1



Posts by Participants


Please consider joining us for Irish Short Story Week.   All of the resources you need to participate, including links to 1000s of stories,  is in the Event Resources.   Guests posts are very welcome.

April Prize for a Participant- I am happy to announce that a randomly selected participant in ISSW2 will receive a copy of the Frank O'Connor Prize listed work, Somewhere in Minnesota through the kindness of the author. Orfhlaith Foyle.  If you are a participant in the event please email me to be in the drawing for this wonderful collection of short stories.


The last work I read by Colm Toibin was his wonderful novel, Brooklyn, set in the 1950s about a young woman who moves from Ireland to Brooklyn.  I also read his very different work, which I loved, The Master, about the English years of Henry James.   Toibin has written a lot about Henry James.  I have also posted on  four of his short stories.  Mothers and Sons is the first of two collections of short stories he has published.


There are nine short stories in the collection, some of which have been previously published in literary journals.   I think the best way to post on a collection of short stories is through looking at some of  the individual short stories in the collection.   All of the stories deal with the relationship of an adult male to his mother.   I have already posted on two of the stories in the collection and the final piece in the collection is a novella and I will post on it at some point in the future.   All of these stories are very good.


"The Use of Reason" is almost a study in the banality of evil.  The son in the story is a professional thief and a career criminal since his early teenage years.   His mother is a drunk who trades on her son's reputation as a vicious thug to keep anyone from bothering her.  Where his father might be is anybodies guess.   His brother was killed in the commission of a crime.   The man has pulled of a tremendous robbery of world class proportions.  He has stolen three paintings, one of them a priceless Rembrandt.  The problem is he knows how to dispose of electronics, jewelery, and such but he has no clue what to do with a stolen Rembrandt.  He cannot exactly sell it for ten million in a local pub.  This story is simply brilliant in bringing to life a totally despicable character.  It was fascinating to see how his mind works.  His mother is so proud of him because he does not drink.  He seems to get little pleasure out of life and we can only wonder about the deeper aspects of his relationship with his terrible mother.   


"The Name of the Game"  is about a recently widowed woman with two daughters and a sixteen year old son who was left a house with a grocery store on the first floor and living quarters upstairs.   It is really mortgaged for more than it is now worth and the income from the grocery cannot really service the debt.   She never really managed the money side of the business when her husband was alive and now things are a mess until she starts a fish and chip business and converts the grocery to all cigarettes, beer and wine.   She starts to make really good money and she begins to plan her getaway to a life of anonymous comfort in Dublin, leaving the small town where everyone knows her business. Her sixteen year old son, in school but not interested at all, takes on a keen passion for the business and soon is really helping out and clearly wants to take over the business one day, even though his mother plans to see the business soon.   The really interesting part of this story, it kind of dragged at first for me, was when the business started doing great and when we see the son just needed to find his place in life.  The relationship between mother and son is really brilliantly depicted.

"Famous Blue Raincoat" is a very interesting story about the long term relationships of two sisters in a band.   It has a lot to say about family relationships and life in the music business.

"A Journey" is a about the relationship of a mother to her son born to her, her only child, after twenty years of marriage when he and her husband had given up all hope and truth be told a lot of interest in having a child.   The father seems pretty old and has suffered illnesses that make him an invalid.   Twenty years goes by in just a few paragraphs and the mother is bringing the son back from a seven month stay in a mental hospital, for depression.   This story is tells us a lot about what can happens when children are born late in a marriage.


"Three Friends", unlike any of the other stories, is in part x-rated for its graphic scenes of gay sex.  The story begins at a funeral for mother of Fergus.   We can see how Fergus tries to use sex to drive the pain of this lose from the forefront of his mind.   Of course it only works for a little while.

"A Summer Job" is my favorite story in Mothers and Sons.   The story covers about twenty or so years in the lives of a young man, his grandmother and his mother.   I thought it does a really brilliant job of showing how the young man develops a great love for his grandmother while at the same time he does what he can to establish his independence as he matures.   We see how his mother uses guilt on him to control and direct his actions and attitude.   




Mothers and Son is a really first rate collection of short stories and it is decent of the publisher and author to include a novella.   Toibin has another collection of short stories, The Empty Family, and I hope I will read and post on it during Irish Short Story Week Year Three (hopefully  from March 1 to July 1-I have to come up with a new name for the event by then!)


Do you have a favorite Toibin work?   Have you read any other his other novels?


Mel u







"The Bread of Salt" by N V M Gonzalez

"The Bread of Salt" by N V M Gonzalez (1958, 8 pages)



My Prior Posts on the Literature of the Philippines

Prior  Posts for the Short Stories of the Philippines Project

1. Dead Stars and A Night in the Hills by Paz Marquez Benitez

2. Servant Girl and Magnificence by Estrella Alfon


3. The Wedding Dance by Amado Daguio

Today is the fifth  post for  what I hope will be a long term project featuring  short story writers from the Philippines.   In a joint venture with Nancy Cudis of Simple Clockwork we will be spotlighting once or twice a  month the work of a short story writer from the Philippines.   Nancy is based in Cebu City and focuses according to her profile on  PHILIPPINE LITERATURE, CLASSICS, CHILDREN'S and MIDDLE-GRADE BOOKS, CHRISTIAN FICTION, and clean ROMANCE.    Her blog is just getting started and I can already tell she has a great passion for what she does and I hope a lot of my readers will also follow her blog.    

Be sure and read the posts on Simpleclock Work for an insight into the literature  and culture of Cebu and of the Philippines that you will find nowhere else


   At first I thought there were only twenty or so short stories from the American Era n the Philippines online but I have now found 100s of them.   These stories represent a literary and cultural treasure and a body of work that anyone interested in colonial studies could profit from.   But most important, if the five  writers whose stories I have read so far are any guide, the stories are a lot of fun to read, feel like they were written from the heart, are easy to read and give us a look at a way of life gone forever.   There are links to resources on Nancy's Blog and in my prior posts on this topic.

We invite anyone interested to join in.   If you have never heard of any authors from the Philippines you are very welcome to learn along with us and if you have been reading in this area for 30 years, please help us out.   Done long enough, we hope out project could become a real resource for those interested in the literary culture of the Philippines.   We do need help in this project to start to cover all the writers.

Néstor Vicente Madali  Gonzalez (September 8, 1915-November 28, 1999, known by his initials) is the first writer from the province of Oriental Mindoro we have featured so far.  Growing up Gonzalez often helped his father in the family meat business.   He attended high school in Oriental Mindoro and started but did not finish his degree at National College in Manila.   While in Manila he began to write for local newspapers and magazines, just like we have seen so many other writers do.    Gonzalez became very active in creative writing circles in Manila and was the first president of the Philippines Writers Association.  He received a grant to study creative writing at Stanford University in California where he studied under Katherine Anne Porter and Wallace Stenger.    Upon return to the Philippines he became the first person ever asked to teach at the University of Philippines without having a college degree.  He was to go on to teach creative writing at several American colleges as a visiting professor.   In 1997 he was given the status of an artist of the Philippines.   He wrote largely in English and he published three novels and six collections of short stories.   

Pan de Sal, bread of salt, is one of the very basic comfort foods of the Philippines.   There is bakery less than a block from where we live that makes some of the best.     They normally come into the house in a brown paper bag and everybody knows if you want one you should not wait.  They are soft, have an ever so slightly nutty flavor and are great with a hot cup of coffee and sometimes it is OK to dunk them.   Everybody loves Pan de Sal.   They give you a feeling of home and your grandmother's kitchen.   If someone is sick, they will for sure love  one of these delicious rolls and our story, "Bread of Salt" begins when our young central figure is sent out by his grandmother, who just had three molars removed, to buy a bag of Pan de Sal.   This was back in the days before there were fancy chains bakeries and deluxe supermarkets and you bought your Pan de Sal right out of the oven and you did not mind the stains on the paper bag.    Almost every day he would go and watch the bakers do their work and would leave happy, knowing he would have his share.   

The central character develops a crush on the niece of the owner of the plantation that his grandfather has managed for many years.  I really liked it when he makes reference to his English class reading the work of Robert Louis Stevenson.   He also played the violin and was soon invited to join a local band which he saw as a welcome opportunity to earn some money.  He begins to imagine himself as a world famous musician just returned from a triumphant tour of America.  He begins to make some money but his aunt discourages him, telling him at parties the musicians always eat last.  

In the mean time he is more and more tormented by his teenage love for Aida (the name is not chosen by accident) and he fears she will be leaving soon to go back to her parents house then he is so happy to learn she is not leaving.  His band will be playing at a big party at Aida's house.   She still has no idea of the crush he has on her.    He is nearly crushed at the end of the party when she comes up to him and tells him that as soon as the  V I P guests leave she will bring him a bag full of food.  He quickly gets the point that he is just part of the help.  After eating the very good and copious food he stopped by and bought a bag of pan de sal to take home to his family.

"Pan de Sal" is a very well done story that shows how we long for simple comforts in times of pain or when our hopes are dashed.  It is about the class structure and the nature of families in the Philippines in the 1950s.    It is beautifully written.

You can read it here

Nancy's family has suffered a tragic loss  and the prayers of  The Reading Life family are with her and her family.    

Mel u


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