The collection kicks off with a Rodge Glass story, A Real
T.O.A. I was a big fan of his travel-themed 2013 collection LoveSexTravelMusik,
and this story treads over similar ground. His characters, a relatively wealthy
professional couple, have travelled across the globe, but find their problems have
hitched a ride with them. There is a sense of frustration, or guilt, that they
are not able to enjoy the pay-off from their work: ‘If this is prison then why
is there sand in your cell? Maybe your skull is an open prison’. Travel becomes
almost a compulsion, a senseless reaction to stress: ‘you think about whether
you’d just crack and end up one morning in Uruguay, nails painted blue, dancing
the tango’. Maybe the problem lies in their decision to follow the beaten path,
doing typical tourist things, instead of trying to find a deeper connection
with their new surroundings; a failure of the imagination which is reflected in
the couple’s relationship.
There is a sense of ironic understatement in Glass’s story,
and this is also true of many of Unthology’s highlights. Carys Bray’s Treasures
of Heaven uses an exhibition of religious artefacts at the British Museum as a
launching point for reminiscence about her protagonist’s Mormon upbringing, in
particular her experience, at the age of 12, of being interviewed by a Bishop
about masturbation and other sins of the flesh (‘you had quite liked yourself
up until that moment’). Bray discusses the pains of trying to overcome guilt,
gradually coming to terms with your own desires (sexual and social), and the
lingering effects of childhood influences. The story may well appeal to fans of
Jenn Ashworth’s The Friday Gospels. Sarah Bower’s Finished takes a similar
approach to the lives of upper-middle class women of a certain age. The story
focusses on Charlotte, who has ‘a mediocre degree from a respectable university
in something like art history or English literature. She has completed courses
in cordon bleu cookery and flower arranging… even leaned how to climb out of
the passenger seat of a low-slung sports car, wearing a short skirt, without
revealing her underwear’. Anger gradually rises from the previously genteel
narrative, as the sense grows that Charlotte’s life has been wasted by
following the path mapped out for her. Suicide Bomber, by Melanie Whipman, is
another interesting piece, which captures some of the everyday cruelty and
frustration of school and contains a nicely understated surprise in its
ending.
Anger is also a feature of Barnaby Walsh’s Violet. There is
an echo of Shane Meadows in Walsh’s account of small-town lives which are
seemingly pre-programmed to go down the wrong path. A barely suppressed
violence seeps through this account of a school drop-out whose chance of
happiness with a girl he meets in a library is put into jeopardy by his uncle’s
criminal scheming. If all the stories mentioned so far have a sense of ‘normal
people leading normal lives’, elsewhere the anthology heads into more unusual
grounds. Eden Dust, by Michael Crossan, and The Murder of Crows by Marc Owen
Jones both explore dystopian themes. Of the two, I found Jones’s more interesting;
starting with the idea ‘what would happen if all the birds suddenly
disappeared?’, his story mixes gentle humour (the first sign of disruption is
that ‘Nando’s was switching their menu to ribs and KFC was going out of
business’) and insight (the profoundly disturbing effect of the absence of
birdsong in public areas). There is a hint of John Wyndham about the way the
story mixes the speculative and the everyday. Adrian Slatcher’s contribution,
The Cat, is a creepy, unusual story, in which the ‘black dog’ of legend is
replaced by a mysterious feline. Rather than being oppressive, life with the
cat becomes something comfortable, easy to slip into. There is a pleasingly
whimsical side to the writing which leavens the account of depression and
squalor. Less whimsical, Sarah Evans’s The Angel is an effective psychological
horror story, in which cracks in a couple’s relationship, heightened by
differences over religion, are bought into the open by a horrible discovery on
Christmas Eve.
A couple of contributions address current issues. Burning
Man, by Rowena MacDonald, is an opposites meet story; a beggar, horribly
disfigured following a friendly fire incident during the first Gulf War, does a
favour for a drunken city-boy, and is invited back to his flat in return.
Gradually, the beggar reveals more of himself, describing the way that his
injuries dissolved his sense of self, leading him to embrace Buddhism and
become a sort of ‘holy mendicant’, a public reminder of the impermanence of
possessions and the physical body. The title is an interesting play on words,
referencing both the beggar’s physical change, and the festival held each year
in Nevada, at which hippies come together to find spiritual solace through
rituals, workshops and drug taking, while the way in which MacDonald focusses
her attention on the beggar, providing him with a rich and surprising back-story,
is an inversion of the attention normally paid to upper and lower class
individuals.
Meanwhile, Administration: An Intern’s Guide by Joshua Allen
is a surreal take on the hoops job-seekers need to jump through to find employment.
Allen creates a Chris Morris-esque parody of corporate-speak, creating adverts
which read ‘We require a seething intern, who knows there is no ‘I’ in salary,
to implode our nest of dust-busters’. Over the course of the whole story, the
cumulative effect is a little wearisome, but Administration is a reminder of
the benefit of including some humour in anthologies – the story immediately
stands out, and has a refreshing effect. Finally, The Laundry Key Complex by
Aiden O’Reilly goes deeper in its attempt to analyse the human condition, using
residents’ misuse of the system of signing out the key for the laundry room in
a student dormitory building as an indicator of a malaise in our social
structures and attitudes. There is something almost Selfian in the way O’Reilly
psychoanalyses wider cultural problems through a seemingly absurd microcosm,
making this one of the most satisfying stories in Unthology.
Overall, Unthology 4 is a good read. Its varied focus makes
it hard to draw conclusions, although in terms of the modern short story, there
are some common threads. The contributions are largely third person narratives,
and generally eschew verbal pyrotechnics or unusual occurrences in favour of
understatement and the slow reveal. However, there’s enough diversity in terms
of theme and style to keep the reader interested - my own preference would be
for more stories along the lines of The Laundry Key Complex, but I enjoyed
sampling stories like The Angel too. The authors themselves are a mixture of
the established professional, the up-and-coming, and the hobbyist, but the
editors maintain a good standard of writing throughout; some stories interested
me more than others, but there were none I would call badly written. The news
is that short stories are enjoying a resurgence, and Unthology 4 backs this up –
there are clearly lots of good ones being written. If you’re a fan of the form,
or you’re starting to get interested, I’d recommend it.


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