I finished it, by the way, the other week. All 34 stories (a couple of them called novellas) in 655 pages. Brilliant.
I almost wish there were more. I mean, I know there are more out there, but, I mean, at hand. But not really, because it was emotionally exhausting.
Here are some highlights:
How I Finally Lost My Heart
Our Friend Judith
And how I came to this book in the first place.
I realize now that most of these stories are fairly depressing. The problems of class, the meaninglessness of political life, the common plight of dutiful women. But oh so gut-wrenchingly real. Grappling with identity through it all.
If The Golden Notebook still scares you, even with all the fascinating commentary it provokes, ease into Lessing by reading her Stories.