Public library and other stories

Ali Smith, 1962-

Book - 2016

"Why are books so very powerful? What do the books we've read over our lives--our own personal libraries--make of us? What does the unraveling of our tradition of public libraries, so hard-won but now in jeopardy, say about us? The stories in Ali Smith's new collection are about what we do with books and what they do with us: how they travel with us; how they shock us, change us, challenge us, banish time while making us older, wiser and ageless all at once; how they remind us to pay attention to the world we make. Woven between the stories are conversations with writers and readers reflecting on the essential role that libraries have played in their lives. At a time when public libraries around the world face threats of c...uts and closures, this collection stands as a work of literary activism--and as a wonderful read from one of our finest authors"--

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Published
New York : Anchor Books, a division of Penguin Random House LLC 2016.
Language
English
Main Author
Ali Smith, 1962- (author)
Edition
First Anchor Books edition
Physical Description
pages cm
ISBN
9781101973042
  • Library
  • Last
  • That beautiful new build
  • Good voice
  • Opened by mark twain
  • The beholder
  • A clean, well-lighted place
  • The poet
  • The ideal model of society
  • The human claim
  • Soon to be sold
  • The ex-wife
  • Put a price on that
  • The art of elsewhere
  • On bleak, house road
  • After life
  • Curve tracing
  • The definite article
  • The library sunlight
  • Grass
  • The making of me
  • Say I won't be there
  • The infinite possibilities
  • And so on
Review by New York Times Review

THIS COLLECTION of stories by one of England's best novelists is both playful and serious in the manner of Laurence Sterne, the 18th-century author of "Tristram Shandy," one of the most original novelists of all time, who influenced European literature in a way comparable only to that of the later James Joyce. Sterne was the master of the marginal, the random, the inconsequential. In our own day, David Foster Wallace, Geoff Dyer and Ali Smith have become the paladins of this goofy manner. Like Dyer, who wrote an essay ostensibly about D. H. Lawrence, "Out of Sheer Rage," and then turned it into a report on his own health, Smith seems obsessed with Lawrence as well. In a story called "The Human Claim," she juxtaposes an investigation into what happened to Lawrence's ashes with a dispute she had with Barclaycard over unwarranted charges. The two themes don't seem related - but that may be the point. Just as Dyer travels to Oaxaca to research Lawrence but ends up distracted by his own health problems, in the same way Smith's speculations about who might have charged a Lufthansa flight on her credit card crowd out her questions about whether Lawrence's widow's new husband, tasked with cremating Lawrence's corpse and bringing it back to New Mexico, may have dumped the cremains and substituted unrelated ashes in their place. Maybe that was the connection. "I began to wonder . . . who the person was, the person who'd pretended, somewhere else in the world, to be me. What did he or she look like?" If Lawrence's ashes could be replaced with someone else's and no one suspected the substitution for decades, maybe that could be related to contemporary identity theft. This book, as the title suggests, is a homage to public libraries at a time when budget cuts in the United Kingdom (or the disunited Kingdom, now that Scotland and Ireland seem to be on the brink of seceding) and new ways of communicating are closing these free, life-changing institutions. Seeded throughout the text are brief testimonials by established writers, often from a humble and not especially literate background, for whom an early access to books made all the difference. Referring to the earlier British edition of the book, Smith notes that "by the time this book is published there will be one thousand fewer libraries in the U.K. than there were at the time I began writing the first of the stories." Libraries are lauded because they too offer the randomness, the "serendipity" that characterizes Smith's style. A woman starts out reading up on chemistry but keeps drifting back to the philosophy shelves - and soon has changed her major. Books in general are called "the best possible medium of the transmission of ideas, feelings and knowledge." One letter writer even has a political take, that libraries are essential to a democracy so voters can be educated, "and that there is therefore an ideological war on them via cuts and closures." If the testimonials are part of a campaign to save libraries, the stories are more fanciful. Smith begins one with a gesture - a young poet throwing a Walter Scott novel on the floor only to notice when she picks it up that the binding is lined with sheet music. All of which allows the story to exfoliate into a host of subjects - the poet's unhappy mother (she can hear her "shifting about upstairs like a piece of misery"), the poet's witchiness, her prizes and eventually her confinement in a mental hospital. It ends: "Think of the Waverly collection on the shelves, the full 25 novels, their spines sliced back and open and the music inside them visible." In Smith's prose, the music inside is certainly visible. Take this paragraph from the same story, when the poet is wondering if her badness is contagious: "Would it ruin the feel of the mouth of the hill pony on the palm of her hand when she went the hike by herself and gave it the apple she had for her lunch, the bluntness of the mouth, the breath of it, the whiskers round the mouth she could feel, the warm wet and the slaver on her hand that she wiped on her skirt and got into the trouble about?" In the way of all successful art, Smith's book triggered little chains of association that resonated with the other books I was reading at the time - the heart-stopping phrases in Rebecca West's "The Fountain Overflows," the wonderful tribute to the power of fiction to reconcile us to bright particulars in Martha Nussbaum's "Love's Knowledge," that great homage to serendipity in Xavier de Maistre's 18th-century "Voyage Around My Room." As distinct and idiosyncratic as "Public Library" is, these intersections reveal how its themes are also timeless and universal. In one of the first stories, the narrator is arguing with her father (who's been dead for five years) about the past. He has seemingly perfect recall, remembers which prize she won for what, how she studied German years ago and how some German girls from Augsburg came over as exchange students; they had just learned about the Holocaust from a documentary and were speechless. The narrator, adrift in trivia, remembers that during World War I a man recorded all the various English and Irish dialects spoken by the soldiers (many of these dialects having since vanished). This idea of how people spoke in the past emphasizes how ephemeral both people and language can be. She thinks of her grandfather, who died before her birth: "I'll never know what his voice sounded like." She has a vision of a sort of huge golem that haunted her as a girl: "He speaks with all the gone voices." Books, libraries, writers, words - these are all Smith's subjects. She tells us of the astonishingly common English words that were invented by John Milton. She tells us the original meaning of familiar words ("cheer" once meant "face"). She seldom fashions a good story in the usual sense; instead she gives us nosegays of associations, but these flowers have burrs. They stick in the imagination. Unhappy romances (between women) are frequently the so-called back story. One woman wants to tell the other about her dream, but her partner doesn't want to hear it. She accuses the narrator of playing stupid. There's a lot about Dusty Springfield showing up in the unconscious. These stories may be shattered or partial or half-buried, but the grateful reader does recognize that, unlike the more severely erased plots in some of Smith's previous work, they contain the visible outlines of real and intriguing stories. 'By the time this book is published there will be one thousand fewer libraries.' Edmund WHITE'S most recent book is a novel, "Our Young Man."

Copyright (c) The New York Times Company [December 11, 2016]
Review by Booklist Review

While Man Booker Prize finalist Smith (How to Be Both, 2014) was working on this collection of thoughtful, sensitive, imaginative, and acidly funny short stories about characters besotted by language and books, public libraries throughout the UK were being shut down. In protest, Smith asked other writers to share their thoughts about why public libraries are essential to a life fully lived, to community and democracy, and she sets clarion testimony in support of public libraries from Kate Atkinson, Helen Oyeyemi, Miriam Toews, and others, in-between her exceptionally nimble, disarming, and affecting tales. Smith's smart, discouraged loners are beset by difficult memories and grief, and driven to quiet acts of rebellion. In one wily and crackling tale, Smith juxtaposes her narrator's fascination with D. H. Lawrence against her dismay over finding fraudulent charges on her credit card. Other arresting, emotionally incisive stories portray on-the-edge characters enthralled by Katherine Mansfield and Olive Fraser, a Scottish poet published only after her death. Smith has forged a uniquely artistic and piquant paean to the liberating and sustaining power of literature and libraries.--Seaman, Donna Copyright 2016 Booklist

From Booklist, Copyright (c) American Library Association. Used with permission.
Review by Publisher's Weekly Review

Smith's (How to Be Both) collection celebrates the communal impact of books through a breezy series of slice-of-life tales that highlight the casual inroads of life and literature, pairing ordinary readers with the writing that has shaped them. In "Good Voice," a book of poems by the WWI poet Wilfred Owen is the conduit between a girl and the memory of her veteran father. "The Poet" is a microbiography of the Scottish poet Olive Fraser that notes how the minutiae of her troubled life is captured in her Keatsian stanzas. "The Human Claim" is a long meditation on the fate of D.H. Lawrence's ashes. "Last" records a passing moment on a train between a woman and a commuter with a head full of Greek etymologies. Other stories feature a doctor's visit informed by Milton, a reconstruction of the life of the singer Dusty Springfield, and two ex-spouses recalling their relationship through encounters with the word sepulchral. Each of these is followed by a recollection by one of Smith's peers about their memories of public libraries, significant because this book appeared in the U.K. amid a tense battle over massive cuts to library funding. Smith's book is certainly precious, but its earnestness and certainty that we are the sum of what we read is affecting and well-taken. This is a valiant project that depicts the everyday joy of books and makes a passionate plea for their preservation. (Oct.) © Copyright PWxyz, LLC. All rights reserved.

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Review by Library Journal Review

The dozen stories in twice Booker-short-listed (Hotel World; How To Be Both) Smith's latest collection share a common characteristic: a contagious sense of wordplay. Obscure etymology ("buxom" originally meant "obedient, compliant, gracious") in "Last" and multiple meanings of "fraud" link D.H. Lawrence to credit card theft in "The Human Claim" and fault a long-dead author in a failing contemporary marriage in "The Ex-Wife." In between stories, Smith includes interludes from friends and writers who exalt in the power of words, books, and especially public libraries (which provide the access to such literary treasures). On the page, Smith's collection is delightfully intriguing; as narrator, Smith's over-the-pond accent lilts and charms. Despite all the right elements, however, sometimes good books don't quite translate from paper to ear. The printed North American version includes Smith's "greeting," which provides imperative context about the UK's loss of public libraries and why that matters; in the recording that greeting is omitted. Additionally, text changes (from italic to Roman) that visually signal breaks between stories and interludes are easily seen in print but get impossibly lost here. VERDICT Having multiple media might be a luxury few institutions can afford; if choice is necessary, paper proves the worthier option. ["Original and always surprising": LJ 9/1/16 review of the Anchor: Doubleday hc.-Terry Hong, -Smithsonian BookDragon, -Washington, DC © Copyright 2017. Library Journals LLC, a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted.

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Review by Kirkus Book Review

An engaging collection of stories that explore how people are connected by words, ideas, events, and memories and, not coincidentally, how those connections may be lost when public libraries are closed.Scottish writer Smith (How to Be Both, 2014, etc.) notes that U.K. budget cuts threaten to close as many as 1,000 public libraries. She describes her latest book as one that celebrates the communal impact on us of books and of reading. That is clearly the case in the italicized sections between the stories, in which writers and others say what public libraries have meant to them. The thematic resonance of the stories is subtler. The opener, Last, observes a handicapped woman accidentally trapped on a train through the eyes of a narrator whose mind wanders to the etymologies of buxom, stamina, clue, and other words, to thoughts of her childhood and pressing many-leaved clovers in a book. Allusive, indirect, and only superficially conclusive, the story conveys an affection for and playfulness with language that reappears elsewhere. A disturbing photo of military executions seems to be the focal point of Good Voice, where personal history elides into the worlds through a book. The story dances from Fred Astaire to a childs nightmares, German exchange students, and the many words a reader underlined in a book of first world war poetry. One story segues from thoughts of D.H. Lawrence to a credit-card dispute and back to the writer. The Ex-Wife, probably the best of the collection, has the narrator trying to cope with an ex-wifes love of books but then getting caught up in the writing of Katherine Mansfield and coming to appreciate both women more. Smiths casual, almost conversational style and structure dont produce conventional short stories, but theres an enticing intellect at work, and the accompanying threnody for lost libraries is sadly complementary. Copyright Kirkus Reviews, used with permission.

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Here's a true story. Simon, my editor, and I had been meeting to talk about how I'd put together this book you're reading right now. We set off on a short walk across central London to his office to photocopy some stories I'd brought with me.     Just off Covent Garden we saw a building with the word LIBRARY above its doors.     It didn't look like a library. It looked like a fancy shop.     What do you think it is? Simon said.     Let's see, I said.     We crossed the road and went in.     Inside everything was painted black. There was a little vestibule and in it a woman was standing behind a high reception desk. She smiled a hello. Further in, straight ahead of us, I could just glimpse some people sitting at a table and we could hear from behind a thin partition wall the sounds of people drinking and talking.     Hello, we said. Is this a library?     The woman lost her smile.     No, she said.     A man came through from behind the partition. Hello, he said. Can I help at all?     We saw the word library, Simon said. Was this a library once? I said. She's a writer, Simon said by way of explaining. He's an editor, I said.     We're a private members club, the man said. We also have a select number of hotel rooms.     I picked up a laminated leaflet from a pile on the desk about some kind of food promotion or taster deal. Simon picked up a card.     Have you actually got actual books? I said.     We do do some books as a feature. Please help yourself to a card, the man said a bit pointedly since we already had.     (Later, when I got home, I unfolded the advert I'd taken, which was for a company working with Library to produce three-course meals which allowed diners to relive your favourite musicals (Charlie and the Chocolate Factory | Phantom of the Opera | Les Miserables | Matilda) . I typed in the Library website address off the advert. When it came up I noticed for the first time that a central part of the textual design of the use of the word Library was the thin line drawn through the middle of it . . .      This is what was listed next to the photographs of its 5 luxurious, individually designed, air-conditioned rooms with many modern amenities and comfortable beds : * Terrace Bar * 24 Hour Concierge * Ground floor lounge with stage and bar * Massage and Beauty treatment room * Kitchen with Chef's table (April 2015) * Private Dining and boardroom with conferencing * Double mezzanine with bridge * Smoking Terrace * Access to rare Library books.     Simon pocketed the card. I folded the advert about the food promotion into my inside pocket.     Thanks very much, we said.     Then we left.    We crossed the road and stopped on the pavement opposite, where we'd first seen the word above the door. We looked back at it. Simon shrugged.     Library, he said.     Now we know, I said. *  In the UK over the past few years--over the length of time, in fact, that it's taken me to write these stories and edit this book--we've been having to fight hard to preserve an onslaught on our public library tradition. A series of politically driven public services cuts all over the country has been shredding away the rich and communal inheritance that this book in your hands--I could say any book in anyone's hands--celebrates.   When I published this collection in the UK it became part of a fierce fight, a growing national movement here determined to defend our public libraries. This happens to be a book that celebrates the communal impact on us of books and of reading, their vital importance when it comes to our individual lives and our shared histories -- personal, cultural, social, local and international. It celebrates the ways our lives have been at least enhanced and at most enabled and transformed by access to public libraries.   Democracy of reading, democracy of space: our public library tradition, wherever we live in the wide world, was incredibly hard won for us by the generations before us and ought to be protected, not just for ourselves but in the name of every generation after us.   Now here's the book, crossing the world like books do, and here's a greeting to the readers of this new North American edition. Hello. This book wishes you well. It wishes you the world. It wishes you somewhere warm, safe, well-lit, thoughtful, free, wide open to everybody, where you'll be surrounded by books and all the different possible ways of reading them. It wishes you fierceness and determination if anyone or anything threatens to take away your open access to place, space, time, thought, knowledge.   It wishes you libraries--endless public libraries. Excerpted from Public Library and Other Stories by Ali Smith All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.