

Unfortunately, Washington doesn't seem to provide us a lot of pointers in that direction. However, I think there is something valuable to be found in Bryan Washington's style of "close realism" that can somehow make us reflect on the mundane in our own lives and how we might make meaning out of it.

I wasn't super impressed with any one element of this particular novel excerpt and, frankly, I doubt much if anything about it will stay with me after I write this review. The idea that The New Yorker gets short stories in the mail and decides on which one is the best of the lot, and then publishes that one, is laughable. I used to just jump right into a story (as I think you ought to be able to do) but I feel like I need more context now if I'm going to write anything meaningful about stories which I approach just looking for the best contemporary fiction, but which are clearly often placed in The New Yorker for a variety of reasons other than that they're the best of the stories that have been submitted to the magazine.

I feel like before I read a short story in The New Yorker from now on I need to have a checklist of data-points: Is the story a reprint? Is it a novel excerpt? Does the author have a book coming out within the next six months? Etc. Review of a short story from the August 3 & 10, 2020 issue of The New Yorker.Īnother novel excerpt masquerading as a short story.
