Deb Olin Unferth is the author of six books, including the novel Barn 8 and the story collection Wait Till You See Me Dance. Her work has appeared in Harper’s, The Paris Review, Granta, Vice, NOON, the New York Times, and McSweeney’s. She has received a Guggenheim fellowship, a Creative Capital grant, three Pushcart Prizes, and was a finalist for the National Book Critics Circle Award. An associate professor at the University of Texas in Austin, she also runs the Pen City Writers, a creative writing program at a penitentiary in southern Texas.
Philosophical word play, irony, absurdity, and metafictional constructs make up this collection of postmodern anti-stories and they are funny just in that way. Most are flash fiction, which is probably the perfect length for this kind of game.
Maybe could have been a 3 stars. Some stories were fun. And I like the format. Lack of proper nouns drove me a little crazy. Not quite relatable and not quite absurd. Sometimes humor is lost on me though so could be my own issue.
Not every story in this collection feels like my new favorite story, or a trick to lightly plagiarize, or a spirit to let guide me, but most of them do.
La Pena One She Once Was Deb Olin Unferth To Be Honest Maybe a Superhero Juan the Cell-Phone Salesman Give Them the Bag Single Percent The Present of Concern Twice A Kidnapping Story Managing The Messenger
*There was literally not a story I didn't like, so these are the ones I loved best.
Great book to pull out of your purse while you're waiting for something else to happen- especially if you want to be able to jump in and out of it easily. That is- it's a perfect replacement for a phone if you're trying to break a habit. I should have read the whole book like that but as I neared the end I sped up and near devoured the whole thing.
Some of these stories almost read like bits- like they might have actually worked better performed on stage. Some of them I loved- some left me flat. Some were intentionally confusing (I think?) which is great if you're in the mood for it.
The nameless characters, odd repetitions, and wordplay give these flash fiction pieces an abstract outer shell that neatly hides the heart within. Overall I'd recommend it, but make sure you pace yourself.