A new collection of short fiction by the author of The Orchard of Fire, a Booker Prize finalist, introduces a host of memorable and bizarre characters, including a would-be biographer who visits a home for retired clowns and an elderly, once-fearless journalist who becomes paralyzed by terror at the thought of meeting the daughter of her dearest friend. 25,000 first printing.
Shena Mackay was born in Edinburgh in 1944 and currently lives in London. She is a Fellow of the Royal Society of Literature and also Honorary Visiting Professor to the MA in Writing at Middlesex University.
Her novels include the black comedy Redhill Rococo (1986), winner of the Fawcett Society Book Prize; Dunedin (1992), which won a Scottish Arts Council Book Award; and the acclaimed The Orchard on Fire (1995) which was shortlisted for the Booker Prize for Fiction. Her novel Heligoland (2003) was shortlisted for both the Orange Prize for Fiction and the Whitbread Novel Award.
Just not for me... Not one of these felt satisfying as a short story and I just hated pretty much all the characters. Just not my vibe and not my idea of funny.
While I did like some of them, some others are downright strange. I still have no idea what "The Wilderness Club" was about... Most of them feel incomplete, as if the author decided to just stop writing and move on to something else. I especially didn't like stories 1, 2 and 4, but in the end I am glad I carried on reading as I enjoyed the latter stories. A lot of the stories are related to the world of writing, with characters such as writers, publishers, journalists, etc. and also to Scotland.
I was made to feel very ill-at-ease by the first two stories ("The Worlds Smallest Unicorn" and "Crossing the Border"), as an uncle mentions his 16-year-old nieces' legs, thighs and midriff, and as an Asian-looking staff member of a retirement home is described as a "sex slave".
On a more positive note, I find Shena Mackay is very good at describing people and creating atmospheres. It is a fast, well-paced read for most of the stories, although a couple of them sound like Mackay was trying to hard when an entire paragraph is made of a single sentence.
Rather a mixed bag of stories, ranging from acutely observed social realism with a sting to the downright bizarre. The pick of the bunch are probably the first two - The worlds smallest unicorn (missing apostrophe deliberate!), and Crossing the border, a wicked tale set in a retirement home for clowns. As always with Shena Mackay, the stories are wonderfully readable and I was able to devour almost all of this book on a train journey to London and back. C