Alone With You: Stories
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Marisa Silver dazzled and inspired readers with her critically acclaimed The God of War (a Los Angeles Times Book Prize finalist), praised by Richard Russo as “a novel of great metaphorical depth and beauty.” In this elegant, finely wrought new collection, Alone With You, Silver has created eight indelible stories that mine the complexities of modern relationships and the unexpected ways love manifests itself. Her brilliantly etched characters confront life’s abrupt and unsettling changes with fear, courage, humor, and overwhelming grace.
In the O. Henry Prize–winning story “The Visitor,” a VA hospital nurse’s aide contends with a family ghost and discovers the ways in which her own past haunts her. The reticent father in “Pond” is confronted with a Solomonic choice that pits his love for his daughter against his feelings for her young son. In “Night Train to Frankfurt,” first published in The New Yorker, a daughter travels to an alternative-medicine clinic in Germany in a gambit to save her mother’s life. And in the title story, a woman vacations in Morocco with her family while contemplating a decision that will both ruin and liberate them all.
From “Temporary,” where a young woman confronts the ephemeral nature of companionship, to “Three Girls,” in which sisters trapped in a snowstorm recognize the boundaries of childhood, the nuanced voices of Alone With You bear the hallmarks of an instant classic from a writer with unerring talent and imaginative resource. Silver has the extraordinary ability to render her fictional inhabitants instantly relatable, in all their imperfections. Her stories have the singular quality of looking in a mirror. We see at once what is familiar and what is strange. In these stirring narratives, we meet ourselves anew.
Marisa Silver
Marisa Silver is the author of the novel Little Nothing, published in September 2016. Her other novels include Mary Coin, a New York Times bestseller and winner of the Southern California Independent Bookseller’s Award. The God of War, which was a finalist for the Los Angeles Times Book Prize for Fiction, and No Direction Home. Her first collection of short stories, Babe in Paradise was named a New York Times Notable Book of the Year and was a Los Angeles Times Best Book of the Year. When her second collection, Alone With You was published, The New York Times called her “one of California’s most celebrated contemporary writers.” Her fiction has been included in The Best American Short Stories, the O. Henry Prize Stories, as well as other anthologies. She lives in Los Angeles. For more, visit MarisaSilver.com.
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- Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5This is a beautiful collection of short stories. Several times I would read back over a line or passage to fully appreciate the beauty. Silver's writing is graceful and I was disappointed that several of the stories ended. I wanted to read more and know how things resolved for her characters. A gem.
- Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5Marisa Silver is one hell of a writer. This collection of short stories explores the distance between people who are involved with one another and how one deals, or doesn't, with misfortune. I am deeply admiring of Silver's ability to create fully-alive characters with level of complexity and nuance one rarely sees in fiction. These are messy people, living messy lives, full of longing, full of regret, often confused and buffeted by life. She is also able to illumine an epiphany without making it feel in the least contrived, something few writers are able to do well.The multiple points of view, and the flashbacks, would be grating in lessor hands -- here they feel utterly natural. The stories are introspective, concerned with the characters' inner turmoil and thoughtful, and yet the pacing is insistent, and one is compelled to keep reading. Silver has also written one of the most wonderful descriptions I've read of the ambiguous relationship one can have with a difficult mother: Here, Helen travels with her cancer-stricken mother, Dorothy, to German for an alternative treatment of dubious efficacy: "What Helen had really felt after hearing Dorothy's description of the blood-heating regimen was not skepticism but pity. But she would never have said this aloud, not only because she didn't want to give Nathan the satisfaction but because she knew that it was horrible to have such feelings toward her mother, whom she loved--if that was the right word for the mixture of frustration and gratitude and hatred and tolerance and surprising, intractable, illogical attachment she felt for Dorothy, who was as deeply and inescapably rooted inside Helen as her own fractured heart." Although I am always reminding my writing students to avoid the abstract in favor of the concrete, it works here, particularly with the last phrase. There are wonderful moments like this throughout the collection. I can't imagine anyone not finding something worthwhile here. Enjoy.
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Praise for Marisa Silver and
Alone You
Marisa Silver is one of California’s most celebrated contemporary writers . . . [whose] best stories are prickly and nimble, satisfyingly acute . . . [H]er talent for revealing the frayed bonds of relationships, for harnessing our sympathy toward characters who fall short . . . is so good it might give you vertigo.
—Taylor Antrim, The New York Times Book Review
"Longing swells each of the eight stories in Alone With You, as Silver investigates ‘aloneness’ and the dear and inevitable distance between people in loving relationships. These stories stand out because of their high tolerance for complexity, never opting for a single note. The situations here don’t settle on the neat broad themes of loss or connection, but there are always surprises, nuances, changes of heart."
—Ron Carlson, Los Angeles Times
"[In] Alone With You, Marisa Silver explores the impact of collateral damage, whether sustained in war or life. . . . Brisk and keenly observed . . . Silver’s characters manage somehow to emerge as credible realists, unafraid of the rigors of making do. Even in the darkest moments, their stories are illuminating as they find the courage to face who they are." —Jane Ciabattari, O, The Oprah Magazine
"The stories in Alone With You are portraits of everyday sorrows, but Silver keeps hope alive, even when it’s on life support. Her characters often feel powerless, then discover what they can do. . . . Silver makes clear with devastating simplicity, that tendency to change course works to our advantage . . . and passes it along to her characters with grace and insight as they grapple with change, revelation and the complexities of modern life. These are clear-eyed, unsentimental stories that resound with resilience." —Connie Ogle, The Miami Herald
The wide range of settings and characters in these eight stories attests to Marisa Silver’s prodigious imagination. . . . Silver fixes on the inevitable compromises love demands. Her style is breezy, and its clever snap can be captivating . . . that style, and Silver’s observations, can be spot-on.
—The Atlantic
Marisa Silver tells eight quietly haunting tales.
—The Wall Street Journal
When it comes to the certainties and vagaries of domestic life, Marisa Silver’s . . . elegantly written stories quiver with the pain and pleasure of growing up, growing apart, growing old. Silver writes equally persuasively about adult-like children and childlike adults. . . . Silver’s prose [is] darkly luminous . . . That our lives unfold before us with a chilling ambiguity and no particular regard for our preferences is the truth that Silver reveals. She does so with a sympathy and affection so wide and deep that when we’ve finished the book, we want more. . . . Masterful.
—Alec Solomita, The Boston Globe
A polished, incisive collection. . . . Each of these eight stories drives unflinchingly toward a moment of unexpected and inevitable clarity about the precariousness of the world and the resilience it requires.
—More Magazine, Books: Ultimate Summer Reading Guide
Dark and resonant . . . Silver is an ambitious realist, able to breathe life into a wide range of characters . . . This is the kind of rare emotional truth that I read fiction hoping to find.
—Malena Watrous, San Francisco Chronicle
One of the most compelling and honest portrayals of human nature . . . that I have read in a long time. Emotions are treated like the multidimensional and exquisitely complex things they are rather than the boiled down version we are often treated to in contemporary literature. The intricacies of these short stories are so masterfully weaved together that they form a seamless tapestry reflecting raw slivers of contemporary Americana. The harshness of some of the stories is blunted by the skill with which Marisa Silver presents them to the reader.
—Sahar, Seattle Post-Intelligencer
Silver . . . excels at Joycean epiphanies.
—Vikas Turakhia, The Cleveland Plain Dealer
"[Alone With You] showcases [Silver’s] uncanny ability to tap into the unsettled nature of our times." —The Daily Beast
These moments of bleak epiphany and emotional purgatory showcase [Silver’s] strengths as a writer.
—Jessica Ferri, TimeOut New York
Marisa Silver’s literary style is a dichotomous blend of brutality and beauty. . . . Her precise prose keeps one reading. The collection is a series of portraits of contemporary American life, but there is a universality to her writing that is interested in the collective suffering of humankind. . . . It is her unsentimental style, however, coupled with her fresh language, that makes the collection so profound.
—Summer Mauldin, The Charleston Post and Courier
"Brutally honest, gripping and profound, Alone With You by Marisa Silver brings snapshots of damaged ordinary life to the reader with almost effortless grace. . . . Beautiful, sad, elegiac."
—Yunte Huang, Santa Barbara News-Press
Eight beautiful and brutal stories . . . finely wrought. . . . Silver infuses her characters with a fatalistic resilience that’s revealed through tiny, perfect details.
—Publishers Weekly (starred review)
"[This] moving collection focuses on short periods of major
impact. . . . . Stories to be savored, these are recommended for a wide range of readers." —Debbie Bogenschutz, Library Journal
What New Yorker can’t relate to the title of Marisa Silver’s latest book of short stories? Savor the understated, brilliant, and darkly funny writing in snippets. Especially great: ‘Pond.’
—Daily Candy
"Once again, Marisa Silver exceeds my already high expectations with her new short story collection, Alone With You. The eight stories in this slim volume brim with emotional intensity in their intimate portraits of love and family."—Largeheartedboy.com
"Alone With You offers eight extraordinary portraits of life’s tender humiliations as well as its sharp, rude jolts. Marisa Silver’s virtuosic range seems endless, and yet her ear and heart are in each case mining for a precise kind of undoing: when the fog suddenly lifts and people manage stark contact with themselves, if only for a fleeting moment. These moments are brought to bear with deftness, compassion, and an eerie, unflinching grace."
—Rachel Kushner, author of Telex From Cuba
"Marisa Silver’s Alone With You is a triumph for the short story. Funny and surprising and unsentimental, the collection finds in dark situations a persuasive hope. Every story is striking both in its emotional complexity, and in the wry clarity with which it’s told."
—Maile Meloy, author of Both Ways Is the Only Way I Want It
"What makes Marisa Silver’s portraits of contemporary American life so powerful is her unblinking gaze, her willingness to look imminent disaster straight in the eye. And what makes her characters unforgettable is the combination of bewilderment and resilience with which they navigate this precarious life. Alone With You is a beautiful collection: urgent, clear-sighted, wide-ranging, profound."
—Sarah Shun-lien Bynum, author of Ms. Hempel Chronicles
"Alone With You, a collection of wondrous stories by Marisa Silver, will endure. Each story shatters the commonplace with the telling detail that evokes crucial events in human lives. She is a real writer; the breath of life infuses her work."
—Paula Fox, Newbery Medal–winning novelist and
author of Borrowed Finery: A Memoir
ALSO BY MARISA SILVER
The God of War
No Direction Home
Babe in Paradise
This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are
products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to
actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
Copyright© 2010 by Marisa Silver
Temporary,
The Visitor,
and Night Train to Frankfurt
originally appeared
in The New Yorker.
Leap
originally appeared in Ecotone.
Three Girls
originally appeared in Electric Literature.
Alone With You
originally appeared in Five Chapters.
Tonight I Can Write
by Pablo Neruda. USA: From Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair by Pablo Neruda, translated by W. S. Merwin, copyright © 1969
by W. S. Merwin. Used with permission of Viking Penguin, a division of Penguin Group (USA) Inc. UK/Canada and Audio: Translated by W. S. Merwin from Selected Poems by Pablo Neruda, published by Jonathan Cape. Reprinted by permission of The Random House Group, Ltd.
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Alone with you : stories / Marisa Silver.
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1. Families—Fiction. 2. Short stories, American—21st century. I. Title.
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For my mother and my sisters
Contents
Temporary
Leap
The Visitor
Three Girls
Pond
Night Train to Frankfurt
In the New World
Alone With You
Temporary
VIVIAN AND SHELLY LIVED IN DOWNTOWN LOS ANGELES, IN AN industrial space that belonged, nominally, to a ribbon factory whose warehouse was attached. Shelly discovered it one night when the band she belonged to had played at an impromptu concert there. When the evening was over and everyone had cleared out, Shelly and a man she’d met that evening stayed on. The man left soon afterward, but Shelly did not. She worked out an arrangement with the owner of the ribbon factory: the rent would be paid in cash, and if Shelly was discovered by the housing authorities, the owner would claim that she was a squatter.
Vivian met Shelly at the temp agency where they both applied for work. She had just finished two years of community college in Oklahoma and moved to L.A. Shelly offered her a small room in return for half the rent. She couldn’t guarantee that they wouldn’t be thrown out in a week or a month, but it was cheaper than the motel where Vivian had been staying, where she had to get out of bed two or three times a night to check the lock on the door whenever a drunken couple pinballing past caused it to rattle in a way that unnerved her. At Shelly’s place, the thumps and grinds of machinery could be heard through the walls, but only during the day. In addition to Vivian’s room, there was a doorless bathroom and a large open space. A rolling garage door served as the only window. You pulled on a chain and by some miracle of simple machinery the metal door ratcheted open with a satisfying flourish that appealed to Shelly’s sense of drama.
Vivian had never met a girl like Shelly, who left her money lying around on tables and liked to throw blindfold dinner parties. Vivian had to learn not to compliment Shelly’s clothes or jewelry because Shelly had a habit of taking off whatever it was that Vivian liked and giving it to her. Vivian also learned to be blasé about coming out of her room in the morning to discover Shelly sleeping with a man they had met the evening before—or a woman. Vivian felt a little thrill at being able to carry off such sophisticated nonchalance, and she admired the way Shelly slithered through her days and nights, shedding the most outrageous experiences as if they were simply the air she passed through. Shelly had negligible professional skills and wavering incentive, and only Vivian managed to get a temp placement—doing clerical work at an adoption agency. Still, Shelly managed to come home with bags full of mangoes and coconuts, and sometimes they drank margaritas and grilled steak on the loading dock outside the garage door, using Vivian’s George Foreman. Shelly’s last name was vaguely familiar to Vivian, as if she had seen it on packages at the grocery store, or maybe on television ads for insurance. But she didn’t ask, because she didn’t want to appear ignorant, and because her parents had taught her that it was impolite to talk about money.
At the adoption agency, Vivian was put to work at a computer in a small, windowless room where office supplies were kept; the walls were lined with bales of toilet paper and paper towels, industrial-sized bags of coffee and nondairy creamer. Vivian’s job was to transcribe the interviews recorded with prospective parents. These interviews were poorly taped, and Vivian spent her days winding the tape recorder back and forth in order to see if a husband had said that he loved children or loathed them, or if a wife had called herself infertile or infantile. Vivian herself was adopted—this was the single piece of information that had gotten her the job, as she typed only sixty words a minute and didn’t know how to make a spreadsheet. Her adoptive parents were nice people. Until the recent recession put him out of business, her father had run a small jewelry store in a mall that catered mostly to young couples buying engagement rings and girls celebrating their quinceañeras. Her mother had worked as a secretary in a doctor’s office. They were older than most parents and had required little of Vivian when she was growing up. They had always treated her with a kind of cautious respect that she didn’t see many other parents accord their children. By the time she was ten, her father was sixty. At back-to-school nights, her parents stood by themselves while the younger parents exerted a kind of hysterical energy toward one another. Oh, you’re Alison’s mother!
they’d say, as though Alison, with her accomplishments, bestowed a reflected glory on the parents who’d made her. No one came up to Vivian’s parents to remark on Vivian, but this was understandable. Vivian was a below-the-radar kind of girl,
as her adviser had written on one midterm evaluation. This wasn’t necessarily a bad thing, the adviser had added; not everyone could be a leader.
When Vivian was fourteen, her mother became sick and was on the verge of death. In her mother’s hospital room, Vivian’s parents told her that she was adopted. As it turned out, her mother made a miraculous recovery, but the