The Woman Who Married a Cloud: The Collected Short Stories of Jonathan Carroll
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Described by Michael Dirda in The Washington Post as 'sexy, eery and addictive', the fiction of Jonathan Carroll occurs at the point where the ordinary becomes extraordinary, the commonplace becomes unsettling, and yet where we nonetheless always recognize the stories being told because they are always about ourselves and what happens in our deepest, sometimes darkest hearts.
Always better known as a novelist--readers first experienced Carroll s elegant, eloquent, wondrous, terrible and often surreal fiction in his classic debut The Land of Laughs, which he followed with Bones of the Moon, Sleeping in Flame, A Child Across the Sky, and others--Carroll has also created a compelling and deeply moving body of short fiction. Perhaps more eclectic and slant-wise than some of his novels, stories like World Fantasy Award winning 'Friend's Best Man' and Pushcart Prize and Grand Prix de l'Imaginaire honouree 'Home on the Rain' stand amongst his very best work.
The Woman Who Married a Cloud: Collected Stories is the best and most complete collection of Jonathan Carroll's fiction ever published. It collects 38 stories written across a thirty year long career, a number appearing here in print for the first time, in a single landmark volume that stands as the perfect introduction to this unique and wonderful writer.
was doing. Look, we’d been married for eleven years. Live that long with someone and you just simply stop paying attention to certain things at a certain point. Isn’t that what happens to most couples, no matter how much you love your partner? Their curly hairs in the sink, the stories they repeat for the hundredth time, the way they sometimes eat with their mouth open. We know all these things and either accept them, ignore them, or force ourselves to tolerate them because they’re all part of
sweeps of lawn right down to the lake. Groucho Marx had spent a summer there, and was purported to have said it would have been a nice place if it hadn’t been so beautiful. Whenever there, I always marvelled over the way the buildings, like powerful elder statesmen, sat up on that hill and knew they were impressive even if you had no idea whom they belonged to. Now and then, Roberta and I talked about what it’d be like to live on Plum Hill, but in our hearts, we knew it wasn’t for us. What would
to sit up but Heather put her hand on his chest and yelled at him to stay where he was and wait till she was finished.” “Mills is this true? You’re not making it up?” “Not a word of it. Everything is true. This is exactly as Vadim told me.” “My God. Go on.” “When the thing had emerged out of his stomach, it started crawling up his chest towards his neck. Very casually Heather picked it up off his body. The moment she actually touched it, two things happened—the bug stopped moving and then it
I’d have a million questions. Why wasn’t she here to answer them? How could she drop this girl in my lap and walk away? Where the hell was she? Luckily, there was a small television in my room. I switched it on to fill up some mental airspace. What was Annette doing out there? The idea of a dead woman cleaning the house was monstrous and monstrously funny. I couldn’t help smiling. A peculiar thought crossed my mind: she was the second dead person to be in this house. Our poor son, for all
mean?” He reached down to undo one of his shoelaces. “Haller came up to me after class and told me to talk to you. As far as I’m concerned, you can do whatever the hell you want. The only thing is, if you get another detention you’re suspended, right? That means the Debate Team is out of luck. Both of us know all this stuff is a big crock of bull, and if I had your guts or nuttiness I’d be skipping more classes than you. But that’s not the point. You’re the best debater we’ve got. There’s no way