I’m fairly well read but I suppose less so with respect to modernist or post-modernist writers.
A friend who has a PHD in literature told me that Barthelme’s “Sixty Stories” was one of the most mind blowing books he’s ever read.
As I make my way through it I’m somewhat dumbfounded. I get the sense I’m missing some sort of in-joke or referential signifier in the book / the individual stories.
Take “City Life” as an example. It’s amusing and irreverent but am I missing something larger? Is there something about this story (and the book generally) that I’m missing?
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