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Popularity: 0 Vote:  | I can't play bridge. I don't play tennis. All those things that people learn, and I admire, there hasn't seemed time for. But what there is time for is looking out the window. |
Popularity: 0 Vote:  | I have recently re-read much of Chekhov and it's a humbling experience. I don't even claim Chekhov as an influence because he influenced all of us. Like Shakespeare his writing shed the most perfect light - there's no striving in it, no personality. Well, of course, wouldn't I love to do that! |
Popularity: -2 Vote:  | I want the reader to feel something is astonishing. Not the 'what happens,' but the way everything happens. These long short story fictions do that best, for me. |
Popularity: -1 Vote:  | In my own work, I tend to cover a lot of time and to jump back and forward in time, and sometimes the way I do this is not very straightforward. |
Popularity: 2 Vote:  | In twenty years I've never had a day when I didn't have to think about someone else's needs. And this means the writing has to be fitted around it. |
Popularity: -1 Vote:  | Memory is the way we keep telling ourselves our stories - and telling other people a somewhat different version of our stories. |
Popularity: 1 Vote:  | Sometimes I get the start of a story from a memory, an anecdote, but that gets lost and is usually unrecognizable in the final story. |
Popularity: 1 Vote:  | Sometimes I read one of my stories, maybe one that I wrote thirty years ago, and I think, Now I'd go and do it differently. Or I think I would just alter a phrase that seems to me a little too polished or too sharp or too smart-aleck or something. Or too ironic. Irony was so big then that it got under your skin and you sort of didn't recognize it. |
Popularity: 3 Vote:  | That's something I think is growing on me as I get older: happy endings. |
Popularity: 1 Vote:  | The complexity of things - the things within things - just seems to be endless. I mean nothing is easy, nothing is simple. |
Popularity: 0 Vote:  | The deep, personal material of the latter half of your life is your children. You can write about your parents when they're gone, but your children are still going to be here, and you're going to want them to come and visit you in the nursing home. |
Popularity: 0 Vote:  | The stories are not autobiographical, but they're personal in that way. I seem to know only the things that I've learned. Probably some things through observation, but what I feel I know surely is personal. |
Popularity: 1 Vote:  | When I'm doing the first draft, I have a so-much-a-day schedule. But when I start putting it on the computer I can get carried away, and I try to go as far as I can every day, as if I were going to die in the night or something. |
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Alice Munro (born Alice Ann Laidlaw on July 10, 1931) is a noted Canadian short story writer. Munro is widely considered to be one of the greatest short story writers in modern literature.
Biography Alice Munro was born in the small rural town of Wingham, Ontario to a farming family. She began writing as a teenager and published her first story, "The Dimensions of a Shadow," while a student at the University of Western Ontario in 1950. She left university to marry James Munro and move to Vancouver in 1951. Her daughters Shelia and Jenny were born in 1953 and 1957 respectively. In 1963 she moved to Victoria and established Munro Books. In 1966, her third daughter, Sarah was born.
Her first collection of stories, Dance of the Happy Shades, was not published until 1968, but was highly acclaimed and won that year’s Governor General's Award, Canada’s highest literary prize. This success was followed by Lives of Girls and Women (1971), a collection of interlinked stories that was published as a novel. She and James Munro were divorced in 1972 when she returned to Ontario to become Writer-in-residence at the University of Western Ontario. She married Gerald Fremlin in 1976 and they moved to a farm outside Clinton, Ontario, where they continue to live.
In 1978, Munro's Who Do You Think You Are? was published (titled Beggar Maid in American editions); wining the Governor General’s Literary Award for the second time. From 1979 to 1982, she toured Australia, China and Scandinavia. In 1980 she held the position of Writer-in-residence at both the University of British Columbia and the University of Queensland. Through the 1980s and 1990s Munro published a short-story collection about once every four years, to increasing acclaim; winning both national and international awards (see Works and Awards and honours below).
In 2002, her daughter Sheila Munro published a childhood memoir, Lives of Mothers and Daughters: Growing Up With Alice Munro.
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