I read and reread these stories. Sometimes in order, other times not. The only ones I truly enjoyed were the last four "semi-autobiographical ones and Nancy's story. I do enjoy Munro's writing style in most of the short stories.
You can't say 'meh' about someone who writes as sparingly beautiful as Munro, but Dear Life is nearly devoid of moments. (I was stuck thinking "moments of ....?" and had to just stop at "moments.") There just isn't much there beyond Munro stringing along nicely constructed paragraphs. What I hope is...
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