Alice Munro has died at the age of 92. For many years she has been a personal favorite, not just because her stories are intricate and complex and beautifully written but also because she has enriched my life and relationships by teaching me so much about others.

I first started reading her in The New Yorker, and I still remember when she announced she would be retiring . . . and then we got Too Much Happiness in 2009. After that, she again announced she was done . . . and then we got Dear Life in 2012. Sadly after that we didn’t get any more short stories from her, though I always hoped against hope that something would suddenly pop up in The New Yorker. We have covered almost all of her work on The Mookse and the Gripes, and I imagine when we’re done it will be time to start all over again.

For anyone interested in getting to know her work, I strongly recommend going with Lives of Girls and Women from 1971, though you really can’t go wrong.

If you’re interested, I have created a page dedicated to her work with easy access of the various posts on this site here.

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