I've been an avid reader of short stories for over 50 years, grabbing snippets of time here and there in a busy schedule, sometimes just enough to read 10 or 12 pages, a complete story in many cases. Over a fast food lunch while on the road, waiting to see my doctor, waiting to meet up with a friend, the last 30-60 minutes of the day as I empty my head and drift off to sleep, I always carry a collection of short stories with me. Before retirement, in my work-a-day world, I carried work related articles from professional magazines to fill in these voids. Why carry the whole magazine if you only want to read 1-2 articles? Tear out the article, discard the magazine. I was able to stay current with the business trends of my career in the few minutes waiting on the dentist or while getting an oil change on my car, etc.
So, when I saw "New Orleans Stories, Great Writers of the City" on the clearance table at Dimple Books and Records, I snapped it up. The back cover read, "There is no place quite like New Orleans (I would have to agree) -- the city that dreams stories, and where writers come to eaves drop." Intriguing. It rolled out a long list of included authors -- Anne Rice, John Kennedy Toole, John James Audubon, Truman Compote, William Thackeray, William Faulkner, Walt Whitman, Robert Penn Warren and many others. A "Who's Who" list. The Table of Contents list 22 stories, along with a list of Author Biographies. A total of 217 pages, about 8-10 pages per story. Perfect "snippets." This looked like a good read and a good purchase for $3.00 ($14.95 retail), not that I needed another book, but I'm a sucker for "snippets" and a "good bargain."
The book opens with an Introduction by Andrei Cordescu, which the Author Biographies says is a Rumanian poet who lives in NO and edits "Exquisite Corpse: A Journal of Letters and Life" and is a commentator for National Public Radio. He sets the scene in the Introduction -- New Orleans, the city that dreams stories, stories from the Old Country, the city of ghosts and goblins, voodoo and witch doctors. "New Orleans is a small city but it seems spacious because it is always full of people . . . like a crowded Barron at night."
He tells the story of writers who come to visit and never leave, the story of Marie Laveau, voodoo queen buried in St. Louis Cemetary, and Anne Rice's vampire Lestat who lives in one of the tombs. F. Scott Fitzgerald wrote "This Side of Paradise, his first novel, in an apartment overlooking the cemetary. Get the picture?
In the first story, Anonymous lays down the 1699 ship's journal "The Exploration of Louisiana," a journey up the Mississippi River. In "The Movie Goer," Walker Percy tells of the stalking of William Holden through the coffee shops, gift shops and bakeries of New Orleans, a delightful story and my favorite of the book. "Growing Up in New Orleans," by Jazz trumpeteer Louis "Satchmo" Armstrong was equally as delightful and entertaining. On the other hand, I could not get through Anne Rice's description of Mardi Gras, "The Feast if All Saints," very heavy and ponderous. After about 4-5 pages, I gave up. William Faulkner's "Absalom, Absalom," written in 1936, was equally as difficult to get through. Others, well worth the read: Tennessee Williams' "A Streetcar Named Desire," Truman Capote's "Dazzle," Mark Twain's " Southern Sports," and Walt Whitman's "Three New Orleans Sketches." This book proved to be a bargain and I felt charmed and entertained. I will look for a hint if these authors on my next trip to New Orleans.