A story set driven by evanescent memory

August 22, 2010
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  • From the book jacket
  • From the book jacket
  • This is Anthony Doerr's fourth book; he has been named one of the "Best Young American Novelists."

Stories
By Anthony Doerr

Scribner. 246 pp. $24


Reviewed by David L. Ulin

Anthony Doerr opens Memory Wall, his second volume of short stories, with an epigraph from surrealist director Luis Buñuel. "You have to begin to lose your memory, if only in bits and pieces," Buñuel declares, "to realize that memory is what makes our lives."

For Doerr - author of three previous books and one of 21 writers selected by Granta in 2007 as "Best Young American Novelists" - the idea of memory as the filament from which we weave identity is not a new one; it infuses his 2004 novel, About Grace, in which the present becomes, for a time, an escape from both past and future, and their furious sense of consequence.

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Doerr's new book, however, is less concerned with the importance of memory in bestowing meaning than in the impermanence of the meaning it bestows. For Doerr's characters, reality is ultimately little more than a projection, or a collection of projections, out of which they create the illusory textures of their lives.

In that sense, Memory Wall is less a loose collection than a suite of six related stories, connected not by character but by theme. Memory, whether cultural or biological or personal, is a driving force throughout the book.

In "Village 113," a Chinese woman, keeper of the seeds for her river village, faces a future in which everything she has ever known, her own history as well as that passed down over the generations, will be obliterated when a new dam is built and the waters rise to drown her home. For half a millennium, memory has been as constant as the two stone lions in the Park of Heroes, "their backs polished from five centuries of child-riders," but beneath the water, this history will disappear as if it had never been there.

"Procreate, Generate" addresses the generational question through a different filter, tracing a Wyoming couple's increasingly desperate efforts to have a child. The characters here are so different that they appear to occupy distinct universes, the former bound by centuries of tradition and the latter unmoored even from the limits of the body itself. And yet, they echo each other in the most nuanced of ways.

"Embryo, seed coat, endosperm: what is a seed if not the purest kind of memory, a link to every generation that has gone before it?" thinks the seed keeper, pondering her place in the universe, which has been rendered obsolete in an instant, the instant in which the water began to flow.

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