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    Most of the stories in Story and Other Stories have been reprinted in Break It Down Unaware I re read most of the stories I had already read Not that I mind re reading Lydia Davis In fact all of the stories in Story and Other Stories have been reprinted with the exception of eight “The Tasters” “Television” “In the Everglades” “Our Therapy” “Algebra” “Gaslight” “Strangers” and “March 22 1983”There is an autobiographical undercurrent that connects a handful of the stories In some cases as in The Mouse and Therapy one story picks up where the other left off I encourage any reader of Story and Other Stories to read The Sock as a companion to the autobiographical stories I get home from work and there is a message from him that he is not coming that he is busy He will call again I wait to hear from him then at nine o'clock I go to where he lives find his car bu he's not home I knock at his apartment door and then at all the garage doors not knowing which garage door is his no answer I write a note read it over write a new note and stick it in his door At home I am restless and all I can do though I have a lot to do since I'm going on a trip in the morning is play the piano I call again at 1045 and he's home he has been to the movies with his old girlfriend and she's still there He says he'll call back I wait Finally I sit down and write in my notebook that when he calls me either he will then come to me or he will not and I will be angry and so I will have either him or my own anger and this might be all right since anger is always a great comfort as I found with my husband And then I go on to write in the third person and the past tense that clearly she always needed to have a lot even if it was a complicated love He calls back before I have time to finish writing all this down When he calls it is a little after 1130 We argue until nearly twelve Everything he says is a contradiction for example he says he did not want to see me because he wanted to work and even because he wanted to be alone but he has not worked and he has not been alone There is no way I can get him to reconcile any of his contradictions and when this conversation begins to sound too much like many I had with my husband I say goodbye and hang up I finish writing down what I started to write down even though by now it no longer seems true that anger is any great comfortI call him back five minutes later to tell him that I am sorry about all this arguing and that I love him bu there is no answer I call again five minutes later thinking he might have walked out to his garage and walked back bu again there is no answer I think of driving to where he lives again and looking for his garage to see if he is in there working because he keeps his desk there and his books and that is where he goes to read and write I am in my nightgown it is after twelve and I have to leave the next morning at five Even so I get dressed and drive the mile or so to his place I am afraid that when I get there I will see other cars by his house that I did not see earlier and that one of them will belong to his old girlfriend When I drive down the driveway I see two cars that weren't there before and one of them is parked as close as possible to his door and I think that she is there I walk around the small building to the back where his apartment is and look in the window the light is on but I can't see anything clearly because of the half closed venetian blinds and the steam on the glass But things inside the room are not the same as they were earlier in the evening and before there was no steam I open the outer screen door and knock I wait No answer I let the screen door fall shut and I walk away to check the row of garages Now the door opens behind me as I am walking away and he comes out I can't see him very well because it is dark in the narrow lane beside his door and he is wearing dark clothes and whatever light there is is behind him He comes up to me and puts his arms around me without speaking and I think he is not speaking not because he is feeling so much but because he is preparing what he will say He lets go of me and walks around me and ahead of me out to where the cars are parked by the garage doors As we walk out there he says Look and my name and I am waiting for him to say that she is here and also that it's all over between us But he doesn't and I have the feeling he did intend to say something like that at least say that she was here and that he then thought better of it for some reason Instead he says that everything that went wrong tonight was his fault and he's sorry He stands with his back against a garage door and his face in the light and I stand in front of him with my back to the light At one point he hugs me so suddenly that the fire of my cigarette crumbles against the garage door behind him I know why we're out here and not in his room but I don't ask him until everything is all right between us Then he says She wasn't here when I called you She came back later He says the only reason she is there is that something is troubling her and he is the only one she can talk to about it Then he says You don't understand do you? I try to figure it out So they went to the movies and then came back to his place and then I called and then she left and he called back and we argued and then I called back twice but he had gone out to get a beer he says and then I drove over and in the meantime he had returned from buying beer and she had also come back and she was in his room so we talked by the garage doors But what is the truth? Could he and she both really have come back in that short interval between my last phone call and my arrival at his place? Or is the truth really that during his call to me she waited outside or in his garage or in her car and that he then brought her in again and that when the phone rang with my second and third calls he let it ring without answering because he was fed up with me and with arguing? Or is the truth that she did leave and did come back later but that he remained and let the phone ring without answering? Or did he perhaps bring her in and then go out for the beer while she waited there and listened to the phone ring? The last is the least likely I don't believe anyway that there was any trip out for beer The fact that he does not tell me the truth all the time makes me not sure of his truth at certain times and then I work to figure out for myself if what he is telling me is the truth or not and sometimes I can figure out that it's not the truth and sometimes I don't know and never know and sometimes just because he says it to me over and over again I am convinced it is the truth because I don't believe he would repeat a lie so often Maybe the truth does not matter but I want to know it if only so that I can come to some conclusions about such uestions as whether he is angry at me or not; if he is then how angry; whether he still loves her or not; if he does then how much; whether he loves me or not; how much; how capable he is of deceiving me in the act and after the act in the telling Story pg 27One of my favourite stories in the collectionX is with Y but living on money from Z Y himself supports W who lives with her child by V V wants to move to Chicago but his child lives with W in New York W cannot move because she is having a relationship with U whose child also lives in new York though with its mother T T takes money from U W takes money from Y for herself and from V for their child and X takes money from Z X and Y have no children together V sees his child rarely but provides for it; U lives with W's child bu does not provide for it Algebra pg 55The influence of Samuel Beckett is perhaps most evident in Sketches For A Life Of Wassilly1Wassily was a man of many parts changeable fickle at times ambitious at times stuporous at times meditative at times impatient Not a man of habit though he wished to be tried to cultivate habits was overjoyed when he found something that truly for a time seemed necessary to him and that had possibilities of becoming a habitFor a while he sat in his wingchair every evening after supper and found it pleasant He once thoroughly enjoyed smoking a pipe of fragrant tobacco and thinking over what had happened to him during the day But the next evening he suffered from wind and could not sit still; the pipe also kept going out; the lights for some reason flickered and dimmed constantly and after a while he gave up the pretense of leisurely contemplationSome months later he decided that a stroll after dinner was also a popular thing to do and might easily become a habit For many days he went out of his house at a fixed hour and walked through the neighboring streets successfully evoking in himself a mood of calm speculation gazing at the swallows as they flew over the river and at the red sun soaked housefronts and deducing various ill founded scientific principles from what he saw; or he let his thoughts dwell on the people that walked by him in the street But this did not become a habit either he realized with great disappointment that once he had exhausted all the possible routes within an hour's stroll of his house he became frankly bored with walking and that instead of benefiting his constitution it upset his stomach enough to that he had to treat himself with some pills upon returning home The strolls stopped altogether when his sister came unexpectedly to call on him one eveningWassily was ambitious to learn and yet sometimes for days on end he could not bring himself to study bu would sneak off into a corner as if to avoid his own anxious gaze and spend a long time bent over a crossword puzzle This made him irritable and dull He inevitably tries to throw the puzzles into a favorable light by including them in his scheme for self improvement During three days he tested himself against his watch he did most of a puzzle in twenty minutes on one day all of it in twenty minutes on the nest and then almost none of it in twenty minutes on the third On that day he changed the rules and decided he would try to finish the puzzle every day no matter how long it took He clearly saw the time coming in which he would be master of the game To this end he started keeping a notebook in which he wrote down all the obscure words which appeared regularly in the puzzles and which he otherwise forgot as soon as he learned them such as stoa Greek porch In this way he persuaded himself that he was learning something even from the puzzles and for a few wonderful hours he saw the conjunction of his baser inclinations and his higher ambitionsHis inconsistency His inability to finish anything His sudden terrifying feeling that nothing he did mattered His realization that what went on in the outside world had substance than anything in his lifeSometimes Wassily had an inkling that he suffered from a deeper boredom than he could completely picture to himself At these times he would brood about the yearly allowance his father gave him perhaps it was the most unfortunate things that had ever happened to him; it might ruin what was left of his life Yet one of the only things Wassily could be sure of in himself was recurring hope that things would not turn out as badly as they seemed to beHis effect on the world was potentially astonishing Sketches For A Life Of Wassilly pg 76 78They clothed me and gave me money I knew what the money was for it was to get me started When it was gone I would have to get if I wanted to go on The same for the shoes when they were worn out I would have to get them mended or get myself another pair or go on barefoot if I wanted to go on The same for the coat and trousers needless to say with this difference that I could go on in my shirtsleeves if I wanted The clothes – shoes socks trousers shirt coat hat – were not new but the deceased must have been about my size That is to say he must have been a little shorter a little thinner for the clothes did not fit me so well in the beginning as they did at the end the shirt especially and it was many a long day before I could button it at the neck or profit by the collar that went with it or pin the tails together between my legs in the way my mother had taught me He must have put on his Sunday best to do to the consultation perhaps for the first time unable to bear it any longer Be that as it may the hat was a bowler in good shape I said Keep your hat and give me back mine I added Give me back my greatcoat They replied that they had burnt them together with my other clothes I understood then that the end was near at least fairly near The End The Complete Short Prose pg 78


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About the Author: Lydia Davis

Lydia Davis acclaimed fiction writer and translator is famous in literary circles for her extremely brief and brilliantly inventive short stories In fall 2003 she received one of 25 MacArthur Foundation “Genius” awards In granting the award the MacArthur Foundation praised Davis’s work for showing “how language itself can entertain how all that what one word says and leaves unsaid can hold