365 Short Stories (setting)–Week Eighteen

A vista approaching Ebbetts Pass invites the passerby to abide awhile.

Revisiting my favorite collections this week, I marvel at how authors invite readers into their stories by establishing the setting.

Week Eighteen

“My Father’s Tears”, My Father’s Tears, by John Updike

I learned in a writing class that the masters have an ability to cause us to perceive vivid reality in tiny details. When Updike writes about “the little rainbow low on the bathroom wall, our pet imp of refraction,” I feel mysel...