Thursday, October 18, 2007

speaking of raymond carver

And did you get what
you wanted from this life, even so?
I did.
And what did you want?
To call myself beloved, to feel myself
beloved on the earth.

Raymond Carver

Found in the December 2006 issue of The Sun Magazine, in Instead of Dying by Tess Gallagher, about her final years with Carver.

In the piece Gallagher gave intimations of the actions that she's now taking -- and really shaking up a few folks by doing so -- to restore Carver's original intention behind the short stories that were published -- heavily edited -- in What We Talk About When We Talk About Love. The book, if it comes to pass, will be published as Beginners.

Plenty of folks are hoping it won't come to pass -- the New York Times reported on the controversy yesterday in The Real Carter: Expansive or Minimal?

(And two points to mrtn, who saw right through the set up.)


Mikkel said...

I quit smoking that summer after my wife left me. It made me nervous, so I started drinking again. I was waiting for a letter that didn't come. Then my new girlfriend said something I couldn't quite understand. We almost had a fight. The end.

anniemcq said...

Charley loved Carver when we were dating, so I read him. I liked him, but mostly I just wanted him to snap out of it already.

mrtn said...

I was hanging around the house the first time she called. She thought I was a doctor. Later, she called again. My wife is never home. So I went to her house pretending to be a doctor. For no reason, I kissed her to be mean. I'm so weird. The end.

mrtn said...

Man, I knew that MA in comparative literature would come in handy someday.

Mikkel said...

suttonhoo said...

love it. Beowulf-in-a-minute was especially salient:


Let's build a big old dining hall and call it Herot.

(They do. Then Grendel, an ugly guy, takes over Herot and eats people. Beowulf rips his arm off.)


You rule, Beowulf.

(Some people make SPEECHES and tell IRRELEVANT STORIES. Beowulf kills some more STUFF.)


Wiglaf, I'm dying. See that my funeral pyre fits my greatness.




mrtn said...

I think my favourite was Moll Flanders. Talk about giving away the ending.

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