short story gluttony.

these days i cannot sit still. i cannot sit still, i cannot pay attention, maintain interest in lengthy plots... honestly, writing for dell 8 hours a day is enough to make any girl ADD. and because of this compromised attention span, i've taken to reading short stories. besides a handfull of chekhov, miranda july, kelly link, paul auster, and dave eggers, this is a section of my personal library that's severely lacking.

so, i went on a book safari the last couple weeks to get recommendations and bulk up.

purchased:
white walls by tatyana tolstoya

the elephant vanishes by haruki murakami

call if you need me by raymond carver

(noteable but not a short story collection: the brooklyn follies by paul auster)

ordered:
looking for jake by china mieville

i also have a number of recommendations not acted on yet, but if you've anything you feel strongly about, please feel free to contribute to the lump.

* murakami- it's noteworthy that i enjoy his short stories tremendously. his novels? not so far...

* raymond carver- unexpectedly domestic.