This is one of those reviews where I waffle over the star rating because there's definitely books (the 4.5s) that I like more than this one. I'm giving it a low 4.
A lot of Rosenfeld's stories feel like snippets of something, without enough meat on the bones to actually be considered fully cooked. I'm ok with stories that don't have a definitive sense of an ending, so long as there's something to hold onto. I'll particularly harp on the stories with the character Igor as just going in one ear and out the other.
My favorite stream of consciousness story is "Bargabourg Remembers," where a New York professor tries to capture the swift remembrances of his being robbed. His thoughts meld into unresolved issues with a recent ex. On the opposite end, "Thinking in the Third Person" felt like a thinly sketched writing exercise.
"A Foggy Day" left me grasping at straws. Moved too quickly from piano instructors to Holocaust neighbors, couldn't get a sense of the character's drives. Same with "The Other Air," where the narrator's sighing condition feels more real than any of the other characters introduced. Perhaps that's the point, but it was underwhelming.
Otherwise, my favorite stories are "Flight," where a girl asks a friend to teach her a complicated piano piece to impress another guy, "Amnon," where a woman feels trapped between her Israeli boyfriend and desire to return to America, "Daughters of Respectable Houses," where a shut-in fosters a surprising relationship with her husband's female colleague over books, "Vignette of the North," where a vegetable seller engages in a tense relationship with a neurotic painter, "Floating on Water," where a woman secretly competes with a girlfriend about relationships with men, and "Naftali," where a woman personifies her relationship to Jerusalem with the titular character.
Speaking of titles, I remembered reading the titular story when freelance editing for Moment magazine, where it was first published! I feel like I remember the relationship between the protagonist and the soldier feeling more fleshed out, then, but maybe that was due to multiple readings during a short amount of time.
I also seem to remember one paragraph in the story "Invasions," where the protagonist fantasizes about the European Jewish ghettos of old, despite her mother sending her Yiddish novels of hardship, lol. It was published in a "Fiction" volume..should scour my shelves to see if I have it! Ooo, exciting to actually remember snippets from short fiction! :D
Lots of themes repeat in Rosenfeld's stories, beyond Jews who live either in Jerusalem or Ohio. Enough stories feature classical piano playing and allusions to Yiddish authors to make me think that she has a special proficiency for these topics. Guess it works in this case to write what you know! But overall, I'm disappointed that I didn't connect more to her writing style. I think I'm drawn to something more grounded and realist.