These fifty-eight stories make up the most thorough collection of Thomas Wolfe's short fiction to date, spanning the breadth of the author's career, from the uninhibited young writer who penned "The Train and the City" to his mature, sobering account of a terrible lynching in "The Child by Tiger". Thirty-five of these stories have never before been collected. Lightning PriThese fifty-eight stories make up the most thorough collection of Thomas Wolfe's short fiction to date, spanning the breadth of the author's career, from the uninhibited young writer who penned "The Train and the City" to his mature, sobering account of a terrible lynching in "The Child by Tiger". Thirty-five of these stories have never before been collected. Lightning Print On Demand Title...
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The Complete Short Stories Of Thomas Wolfe Reviews
Shamefully, I've never made it all the way through Look Homeward Angel, but I LOVE Wolfe's short stories. It's a shame that he's fallen out of fashion -- because in short stories he very much rivals Fitzgerald and Hemingway
I do not think that Thomas Wolfe could write a story I didn't like, but discussing Wolfe is a rare and even lovelier occasion. Hence I was pleased when a friend asked to if I had read a novella, calledThe Lost Boy, because it gave me a chance to search for it. Not having a copy of The Web and the Rock, nor having read it, I looked around and discovered this present huge tome with lots of stories I hadn't read and wondered whether I should take the plunge into the Riverrun of Wolfeland once more. It was a short argument which I could not avoid winning.As it turns out, this book was edited by my undergraduate American literature professor at Miami, a wonderfully inspiring man by the name of Dr. Francis Skipp. He taught me any number of wonderful things, (the correct pronunciation of "Thoreau," for example,) as well as inspiring me to read and write about life. Naturally I bought a used tome which, oddly, came out of another library. I shudder to think that this wonderful literature was removed and some claptrap replaced it in popularity.It is a shame that the story for which I purchased this book is incomplete. The editor used what he thought was the best information available, butThe Lost Boy is divided into 4 parts... and in this book it is severely edited, almost completely missing one part because it was taken directly from a magazine publication. This is significant for several reasons, but primarily because Wolfe was experimenting with techniques at the end of his life and I believe that this is among the finest examples of the finished product. Without the fourth part, the story sort of hangs in the air, so to speak.I have thought a great deal about this technique which Wolfe used effectively towards the end of his life and one may either ascribe magic to it or scoff as one sees fit, but I fervently believe that it is more than a device of literature. Much of Wolfe's writing is a kind of quantum version of life and I much prefer this kind of thinking to the overused terminology of “stream of consciousness” sort of thing which lumps one in with all sorts of people who are incapable of forming sentences.Indeed, at a time when the heavyweights were people like Hemingway, Faulkner and Fitzgerald, Wolfe's pure description of activity pales by comparison. For example, Hemingway is forever getting drunk in and out of bars, volunteering for foreign wars, demonstrating virility in so many ghastly ways that flirt with death that Wolfe is a pansy by comparison. I think that Hemingway wasted no words in calling him “Little Abner,” after his death and essentially denigrating his writing. Faulkner originally said some laudatory words which he later seemed to take back for some reason. The point isn't about literature's desire for testosterone poisoning or even if some of it is really pretty flagrant and silly. The greater issue is that Wolfe seems to have been a fully functioning man, indeed a somewhat broken one by some measure, but exploring subtle venues that the world wasn't quite ready to see. The greater question is whether it takes a great deal of roaming around the world trying to impress other people in order to have an incredibly keen sense of understanding for the human condition.By using the example ofThe Lost Boy, I can demonstrate a technique I have named,Recovering Unexperienced Memories. Imagine a young child, one who is the third child of a man and woman and he has been told all about his older brother who died when he was still very young when the family traveled to the St Louis World's Fair in 1904. This young boy was 3 or 4,(his older brother 12,) when all this occurred so all these things that he “remembers” are stories which have been told to him, first by his father, then his mother and then by his much older sister. The genius of putting it all back together, of course, is that it is told in sections as if it were a real memory. But the fourth part of the story is about the young boy, now all grown up, returning to St Louis and retracing the steps of the family and finding the house and trying to relive, as it were, those memories.Now one might ask why anyone should wish to retrace this terrible tragedy in which one's own brother has died, but then he has had to listen to his mother talk about the boy and how he was the best of all her children...and perhaps there is no one who does not know or understand someone who has not had to live with the burden of someone who has forced someone to carry that for a lifetime and, thus, seek some sort of respite. Finding the house, he is able to sit with the occupant of the house and talk for a while, but for the most part they sit in quiet sympathy with one another. To my mind, Wolfe is telling us that this is not a restored kind of sympathy, but a kind of universal quiet empathy, an acknowledgement of each other's pain...and a willingness to endure as well as possible.Indeed, one might read this story as a greater allegory for living but I leave the meaning to others. It is the technique that I find astonishing here, Wolfe forcing the character to recover clues to that life. It is not so much a piecing together as it is weighing the importance in our lives to ourselves. In the end, I suggest that it takes a greater man to be able to live with the weight of his sins than it does to die beneath the weight of them because they are too great a burden. Whether that makes Thomas Wolfe any better a writer than anyone else, he wrote some exceptional short stories here.
قصص قصيرة رائعة و أسلوبه مميز جدا فى الحكىبيعتمد على تأكيد و تكرار الأحداث كأنه بيكلم أحد أصدقائهو القصص كلها واقعية و تشعر أنها تحكى عن نفس الشخصلكن فى مراحل عمرية مختلفةأول مرة أقرأ للكاتب ده لكن أعجبنى بشدة!
An outstanding story collection!
Wolfe is one of the most brilliant authors I have ever read. His sentences are beautiful and his choice of words are amazing. Sometimes I have to read a sentence several times to savor it. This is a long collection of stories at 621 pages. It is so good I am going to read this again.
It took me years to get through this book because frankly a little bit of Thomas Wolfe goes a long way. But I enjoyed it and kept plugging away - a story here, a story there, in between my other reading, and I finally finished it. Well worth the read.
Nothing can match the intensity and breadth of Wolfe's novels and most of these stories appeared in his novels.
"The Lost Boy" and "Circus At Dawn" are particularly beautiful.