You know how you idly (see obsessively) click on anything written by certain people? Anthony Doerr is one of these for me. He is so smart and personable and such a wonderful writer. There’s a piece he wrote for the Lit Pub called “A Universe That’s Three Inches Tall and Weighs Three Pounds” I read last year that talks about his love of books, in particular one thick anthology of short stories that he lugged all the way across New Zealand. Well, of course, I immediately went out and got a copy.
Oh, man. It is one of the two best anthologies I have ever read. It’s called The Story and Its Writer, edited by Ann Charters, and it has all the greats ~ everything from “An Occurrence at Owl Creek Bridge” to “Tiny, Smiling Daddy.” The best stories by the best writers of all time. (The other anthology that is just as great ~ for that very same reason ~ is The Ecco Anthology of Contemporary American Short Fiction.)
I am about a third of the way through, with a glorious two-thirds left to read. I alternately gobble and savor, ravage and caress this volume! I spend my day looking forward to running a hot bubble bath and cracking it open at the next jewel of a story, wending my way night by night through a fantastic journey of words.
So, if you’re a short story buff, take note and get a copy of each of these. Oh, and give Tony a hug for me when you see him!