Little Black Book of Stories

Another one that does what it says on the tin: a collection of five fairly dark tales, where Byatt uses the extra freedom of short form to be a little bit more experimental and less tied to realism than in her novels.

"The Thing in the forest" brings a grisly fairy-tale motif into an otherwise realist story about two women who met as little girls evacuated from London during the war. The Thing is memorably horrific, but the two women's strategies for dealing with the memory of it are perhaps a bit too flip. "Body art" — originally written for a Wellcome Trust exhibition — is about a gynaecologist who rather unwisely lets a young artist loose in a collection of historic medical artefacts.

My favourite in the collection was "A stone show more woman", a kind of mineral counterpart to Margaret Atwood's Edible Woman: a woman metamorphoses into rock in a glorious riot of geological and mineralogical terminology and Icelandic scenery. "Raw material" is a sardonic look at the Creative Writing business: an evening-class teacher tries to persuade his students to move away from melodrama and writing-as-therapy. Naturally, he finds that the one student in his group who is not tone-deaf to language, who repeatedly produces modest little sketches of the greatest elegance and beauty, is the one with the most melodramatic life of all. The last piece, "The pink ribbon", brings together dementia, Teletubbies, the Aeneid and the London Blitz in ways that were touching but didn't quite convince me in the end: I think there was just a bit too much going on. show less

This is a collection of five stories that are supposed to be inspired by fairy tales. There were two in this collection I really enjoyed. “The Thing in the Forest” did an amazing job of blending history and fantasy and I love how is spanned so much time and told such a broad story. “A Stone Woman” was incredibly creative and I loved the imagery in this story; it was just beautiful.

The other three stories had some irony to them, but they were a bit to stridant for my taste. They kind of beat you over the head with their social commentary and principles and I really didn’t enjoy them as much. You can see below for short reviews of each story.

Overall this was a unique collection of stories. The writing style has a high literature show more feel to it and is very beautiful. These are stories you need to read slowly and savor; they don’t make for quick reads. I would recommend to those who are interesting in literature that has both a feminist and fairy tale feel to it. I think fans of Angela Carter would enjoy this book as well.

“The Thing In The Forest” (5/5 stars)
I really loved a lot of elements in this story. The writing was beautifully descriptive. I loved the blending of history and fairy tale. This was about two young girls sent off to a country plantation during the London bombings. While there, they see something truly disturbing and of a monstrous variety. This sighting effects both girls in very different ways as they grow into women, but the effect on them both is profound. I love how much story was in this 50 page short story, and how it spanned so much time and was so complete.

“Body Art” (3/5 stars)
This was an interesting story about a young woman artist who comes in to decorate a OB/Gyn ward at the request of the lead Ob/Gyn doctor there. Additionally there is a collection of strange antiquated medical objects that need to be catalogued and displayed somehow. The doctor gets very involved with the artist and her painful past, but he takes objection when she comes up with a creative way to display the medical objects. This was a bit of an odd read; there are some interesting statements on women’s rights, motherhood, and feminine pain throughout. However I didn’t like this as much as the first story.

“A Stone Woman” (5/5 stars)
I loved this story about a woman who slowly turns to precious gemstones. It was a beautiful story; very intriguing and creative. I love how she meets a stonemaker that takes her to Iceland where a stone woman can truly belong. I also really enjoyed the descriptions of Iceland itself, I have always wanted to travel there.

“Raw Material” (3/5 stars)
This was about a man who teaches a creative writing class and his obsession with the writing of an old woman who takes his class. I actually really enjoyed the stories the old woman wrote but the rest of the story was just kind of blah. I kept feeling like I was missing something at the end of this story and I reread it a few times but still don’t get it.

“The Pink Ribbon” (3/5 stars)
This was a story about a man who is taking care of his mentally disabled wife. We get some insight into how she ended up mentally disabled. There is a little twist at the end that I thought was actually a bit silly. This wasn’t my favorite of the bunch and actually took me a long time to read. show less

Reading Byatt is like casting a net in a tropical fish tank: each dip brings a different combination, mostly of startling variety and beauty. But sometimes I catch some pondweed, rocks, or detritus as well.

I had a similar experience with this collection of five stories from 2003, ranging from 5* to 2*. I admire her work, but often find aspects that detract and distract. But the best are so good, I keep coming back.

They are superficially very different in style, setting, and plot, but they are connected by undercurrents, many with a sharp, dark, and sometimes shocking edge.

Art, especially colour
Byatt is consistently brilliant at conjuring mood and period by meticulous attention to the rich and atmospheric details of nature, textiles, show more textures, fabrics, and furnishings: both concrete and metaphor.

That is especially true of The Thing in the Forest and A Stone Woman, and descriptions of the colour black in Raw Material. See also her The Matisse Stories.

Flesh, especially scarred or aging
Many characters exhibit a revulsion of flesh and of things “the colour of flayed flesh” or “raw flesh”. But Byatt’s delicate descriptions betray her fondness for unexpected beauty. An old woman’s eyes “held to the outer world by the most fragile, spider-web cradle of lid, and muscle, all stained umber, violet, indigo as though bruised by the strain of staying in place”.

Belief, and the loss or absence of it
We all want to be believed, however extraordinary what we say. Many in these stories also have beliefs in the supernatural that they don’t want to be challenged.

Some fear not being believed and thought crazy. Some are crazy. A doctor loses his faith - but not quite enough to free him of it. A child learns the truth about Father Christmas: “The vanishing of magic, a breath-taking blow.” But one fortunate character finds new life in folklore.

The power of the unsaid
In all the stories, what is not said is significant, usually as misguided self-protection. But there are also characters who lose the power of speech, as well as a mute whose crimes are never spoken of.

Dreams, imagination, muddled memories, and mental decline
Several of the stories have an explicitly magical realist aspect, but all have people wrestling with what’s “real” and what is not.

Transformation, beginnings, and endings
Life to death: animal and plant to gems and coal, coal to heat. Abortion and euthanasia. Sane to not.

(Auto)biography
This is a common thread in Byatt’s books. Here, Penny, a thin “reading child” is like the bookish Byatt as the “Thin Child in Wartime” in Ragnarok (see my review HERE). However, as an adult, Penny is not the one who becomes the storyteller.

Some characters in the writing class of Raw Material may be drawn from personal experience, and the disagreements over what is good writing might reflect Byatt’s estrangement from her novelists sister, Margaret Drabble.

Reviews of individual stories
To include them here would exceed the character count (GR deleted the whole review!), so here are links:

The Thing in the Forest, 5*, review HERE.

Body Art, 2*, review HERE.

A Stone Woman, 5*, review HERE.

Raw Material, 4*, review HERE.

The Pink Ribbon, 3*, review HERE. show less

On the whole and as individual stories, very intriguing. I like Byatt's style and imagination and found it lead to intense moments that usually end up being the indelible breath of such things. For example, the first story, "The Thing in the Forest," takes a historical theme (children being sent out of London on trains during WWII) and adds literary elements that are very campfire-familiar (two kids in the woods end up seeing something that shapes their lives and relationship) to create an intense story that's on par with the original fairy tales that haven't had all the gore and gray sucked out of them for mass consumption. It ends in a way that leaves a tangible sensation hanging in the air and your brain humming.

“There were once two little girls who saw, or believed they saw, a thing in a forest.” Thus begins A.S. Byatt’s fairy tale. Read this story at bedtime, then try to sleep!

Little Black Book of Stories collects five of A.S. Byatt’s complex, riveting fictions. Each one is marvelous in its own way, and two of the tales are masterful examples of Magical Realism.

“The Thing in the Forest” uses the trope of vulnerable, motherless fairy tale children. Byatt’s little girls are evacuees from London during the Blitz of WWII. One child is fair and giddy, the other dark and intense. They are transformed by their forest adventure, in the pitiless way that war changes those who endure it. Byatt writes, “The corner of the blanket that show more covered the unthinkable had been turned back.”

"A Stone Woman” employs allegory to describe a literal, physical transformation. A beloved mother dies, and her middle-aged daughter struggles with emotion so unbearable it turns gangrenous. The poisoned section of gut can be surgically removed, but unusual scar tissue grows over the wound. Read this story for lyrical prose that feels excruciatingly painful yet comforting, as Byatt explores how one woman transcends loss and grief.

“Raw Material” is presented realistically – or is it? The ending is so shocking, so unexpected that the reader wonders. This is the best story I’ve ever found on the perils, loneliness, and joy of being an obscure writer.

Byatt’s fiction thrills with a vibrancy that makes the reader want to crawl inside and live there, to shed one’s own pale reality for her enhanced vision. Read it and swoon. show less

I picked up this book as a lark at the public library; I was in the B section, looking for something else when the spine caught my eye. Whenever that happens to me, I pick the book up, open it to a random page and read a paragraph or two. I was so taken with what I read during that brief time that I brought the book home and dove into it right away.

Little Black Book of Stories is a collection of five short stories, each a bit stranger and harder to classify than the next. A story about a forgotten childhood monster in the woods, a woman who slowly turns to stone, the fantastic mixed in the mundane so skillfully that the transitions are seamless. Some of the stories are straightforward and have little fantasy in them, dealing only with show more ordinary people in ordinary situations. Yet even then, Byatt has the ability to imbue what should be simple with a sense of largess; that what we are reading about is by all means daily life, but in taking a closer look we see the deeper meaning it's held all along. At times the book reads like a collection of modern folk tales, at other times like a bit of dry science fiction (or speculative fiction, if you prefer).

There's a great deal of wit and charm in the writing, the stories crafted so well they seemed effortless. The book is a bit dark at times, funny and smart and entertaining, strange and unexpected. I read it all in one day and then wished I'd saved some for later, which to me is the greatest compliment I can pay any writing. show less

I wasn’t, going in, expecting fairy glens and unicorns or anything like that. But, I still wasn’t quite prepared for the direction these fairy tales written for adults took. They were modern, entirely, in the first place. And, secondly, they were centered around World War II and its aftermath in the UK.

Each tale brought home to me a different aspect of humanity, whether it was our different ways of dealing with problems, difficulties and unknowns in our lives... perhaps even our ways of dealing with our fears. Something I suppose most fairy tales are about. Though, in this case, they were not necessarily about our valor and courage, but perhaps our methods of coping and surviving and, something most fairy tales aren't about, the show more aftermath, our attempts to move on.

The other thing I enjoyed was the author's ability to take ordinary situations and make them extraordinary, gradually. What starts as two refugee girls exploring a woods, ends with one facing a monster, and the other sharing the tale as a story teller. What begins as a woman facing the death of her mother ends with the woman becoming a statue of stone and myth, no longer concerned with the every day worries that she had before.

This book is not for the faint of heart. It is very much a Thinking Book. There were so many meanings and so much symbolism in each and every story. I loved it. show less