I do not read as many short stories as I ought to these days, given that I strive to publish my own short fiction. I do know, however, that this is empirically good storytelling. McCormick’s use of the Western interior states’ landscape—sparse, desolate, subtly menacing, yet strangely beautiful when taken together—deftly represent the inner life of the characters that inhabit it. This sentiment is summed up nicely in my favorite of the stories, “Birdy”: “…and I thought about how in this part of the country, no matter what the season, winter was always a little bit with you.”
I would be hard-pressed to see how McCormick is not indebted to Cormac McCarthy and Wallace Stegner. Having said that, the craft is uniquely McCormick’s. I look forward to reading his novella and hope for new tales in the future.