When reading a book of short stories, whether they be from the same author or a bunch of authors I usually read the stories in the order they are presented. It could be because I usually read novels and skipping around willy-nilly could be at best confusing or at worst a disaster** (see below). It could also be that I believe, rightly or wrongly, that there was probably some reasoning behind the order of the stories and who am I to mess that up.
Currently, I am reading two books of short stories. The first is Binge by Douglas Coupland (surprisingly, I have read quite a number of his books, but JPod is my favourite). These are purportedly short stories, but since several characters seem to repeat themselves, I suspect there is more to it. The stories don’t have titles and are just numbered. I think this discourages me from going off course.
The other book I am reading, which is titled the Kindness of Strangers, recounts various meetings with strangers who generally help the person in the story. There are at least 17 different stories and none of them are particularly long. They take place all over the world and (so far) are all quite fascinating.
Where am I going with all of this–because I do not often do book reviews despite reading quite a bit? The funny thing is that this last book somehow got me to change my modus operandi. I have been jumping around in this book reading stories randomly. I have selected by title or just opened the pages and flipped to the start of a new story. It has been quite liberating. I’ve read the last story but I haven’t read the first. I have even forgone the introduction (by the Dalai Llama himself) to check out some opening paragraph that struck my fancy.
In a book of short stories, do you read them in order or do you let some other logic dictate what you will read? I would love to hear your comments (anonymously is fine despite the page telling you to log in–just ignore it) and if you have a book of short stories that you adore, please mention it.