Munro’s stories allow the imagination
to run away from the plot and I felt obliged to judge
the characters for my own. There is a certain fragmented
feel to these stories and the lack of a neat time context makes them lifelike.
The result to this is a comfortable intimacy
that I admire and is hard to find in other writers.
“I had often loitered in that
way, wanting to walk with some important girl …”
- Day of the Butterfly
There is
no feel of invasion on the
characters lives. Instead, with the comfortable intimacy,
we are able to watch the persona develop, or even diminish,
depending on our interpretation.
