Frank O’Connor and The Lonely Voice

A great story is not necessarily short at all, and the conception of the short story as a miniature art is inherently false. Basically the difference between the short story and the novel is not one of length. It is a difference between pure and applied storytelling.

Frank O’Connor

Frank O’Connor, the Irish writer and critic died on this day fifty years ago. Born Michael O’Donovan in Cork in 1903, he went on to wrote plays, biographies and essays and has become known as one of the twentieth century’s greatest short story writers. His book The Lonely Voice, based on lectures he gave at Stanford University in the 1960s is now considered to be one of the first in depth and most influential examinations of the short story form.

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Raised in relative poverty by his mother in Cork, O’Connor had little in the way of formal education. He joined the Irish Republican Army in 1918 and was briefly imprisoned in the 1920s. He ended up working as a librarian in Dublin and became a member of the Irish literary scene, working with WB Yeats at the newly founded Abbey Theatre and eventually serving as Director of the theatre in the 1930s. During World War II he worked as a broadcaster for the British Ministry in London while publishing his essays and short stories.

Many of his stories appeared in The New Yorker in from 1945 – 1960 and his popularity in the United States led to work as a visiting professor at several American Universities, Stanford included, where his students included Larry McMurtry and Ken Kesey.

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He published numerous volumes of short stories throughout his life and his Collected Stories, which includes his most famous works – Guests of the Nation, My Oedipus Complex and Crab Apple Jelly – was published in 1981 fifteen years after his untimely death following a stroke and heart attack.

The short story remains by its very nature remote from community – romantic, individualistic, and intransigent

The Lonely Voice – his study of the short story – is often considered the seminal critical work on the art form. He discusses the short story – a form where ‘a whole lifetime must be crowded into a few minutes’ and looks at the work of his favourite short story writers including Turgenev, de Maupassant, Chekhov, Joyce and Katherine Mansfield.

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His main theory is that the best short stories focus on ‘submerged groups’ – marginalised people who live at the fringes of society and have no effective voice.

That submerged population changes its character from writer to writer, from generation to generation. It may be Gogol’s officials, Turgenev’s serfs, Maupassant’s prostitutes, Chekhov’s doctors and teachers, Sherwood Anderson’s provincials, always dreaming of escape.

I recently heard Donal Ryan speak about his new collection of short stories, A Slanting of the Sun (which I shall review later in the week) and he said that it was nearly impossible to name a happy short story. O’Connor too believes that the best short stories are focused on the loneliness of an individual rather than the individual as part of the community of a novel.

…there is in the short story at its most characteristic something we do not often find in a novel – an intense awareness of human loneliness. Indeed, it might be truer to say that while we often read a familiar novel again from companionship, we approach the short story in a very different mood. It is more akin to the mood of Pascal’s saying: Le silence éternel de ces espaces infinis m’effraie

The Cork International Short Story Festival was set up in 2000 to celebrate O’Connor’s work and passion and the Frank O’Connor International Short Story Award is awarded yearly to the best short story collection published in English anywhere in the world in the preceding year. Previous winners include Miranda July, Haruki Murakami, Edna O’Brien and Jhumpa Lahiri

You can read My Oedipus Complex, one of Frank O’Connor’s most famous short stories here.

 If one wanted an alternative description of what the short story means, one could hardly find better than that single half-sentence, “and from that day forth everything was as it were changed and appeared in a different light to him”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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14 thoughts on “Frank O’Connor and The Lonely Voice

  1. im not a great fan of short stories generally. I dont dislike them and I can see the craft that goes into them, but when I get to the end of a really good one I’m left feeling dissatisfied that there isn’t more. Maybe this book could help me get to like them more.

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  3. It’s been a while since I read this one. It is one of the best. Written by a master short story writer. As I’ve gotten older, I’ve come to love the short story and the novella more and more. It is one of my favorite things to write and to read. Four of my favorite writers–Ernest Hemingway, William Trevor, Alice Munro and Jhumpa Lahiri–are great short story artists. It was Frank O’Connor who introduced me to Turgenev, Katherine Mansfield and A. E. Coppard. And these writers led me to others, such as H. E. Bates.

    The way I look at a novel and a short story is this: a novel is like a movie. You get a whole life laid out before you. A short story is like a photograph. It captures one moment in a character life that completely defines that whole life. At least, the best ones do this.

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    • I’ve come to love short stories too Don. William Trevor is a master and I also love George Saunders and Joyce Carol Oates. I have quite a few collections by Alice Munroe in the 746, I may read one next month.

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