Of the widow's countless death-duties there is really just one that matters: on the first anniversary of her husband's death the widow should think I kept myself alive.
Joyce Carol OatesRead
Fiction that adds up, that suggests a "logical consistency," or an explanation of some kind, is surely second-rate fiction; for the truth of life is its mystery.
Interpretation
The complexity and mystery of life cannot be fully captured by logical narratives, and those that try often fall short.
Joyce Carol Oates expresses the idea that true fiction should reflect the complexity and uncertainty of life rather than adhere to strict logical narratives. Life is filled with mysteries that cannot always be explained or understood, and attempting to create stories that demand logical consistency can limit the emotional and experiential depth of the narrative.
In practice
In a book club discussion about the complexity of narratives in literature.
Of the widow's countless death-duties there is really just one that matters: on the first anniversary of her husband's death the widow should think I kept myself alive.
I never really knew I wanted to 'be' a writer, but I was always writing from a very young age. It became more conscious as an ideal when I was in my twenties.
I'm drawn to write about upstate New York in the way in which a dreamer might have recurring dreams. My childhood and girlhood were spent in upstate New York, in the country north of Buffalo and West of Rochester. So this part of New York state is very familiar to me and, with its economic difficulties, has become emblematic of much of American life.
My writing is often a way of 'bearing witness' for others who lack the education and the opportunity to tell their own stories, so I hope that my writing won't be affected too much by my personal life.
The worst cynicism: a belief in luck.
. . . there is a wish in the heart of mankind to be distracted and confused. Truth is but one attraction, and not always the most powerful.
Truth is, I've always been selling out. The difference is that in the past, I looked like I had integrity because there were no buyers.
In physics the truth is rarely perfectly clear, and that is certainly universally the case in human affairs. Hence, what is not surrounded by uncertainty cannot be the truth.
Not that it was beautiful, but that I found some order there.
And what do you wish?' he said at last. 'That what should be shall be,' she answered.
There is no more cruel illusion than that war makes a people richer.
The reason why the world lacks unity, and lies broken and in heaps, is, because man is disunited with himself.
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