The Red Notebook: True Stories

by Paul Auster

Book Overview

Paul Auster has earned international praise for the imaginative power of his many novels, including The New York Trilogy, Moon Palace, The Music of Chance, Mr. Vertigo, and Timbuktu. He has also published a number of highly original non-fiction works: The Invention of Solitude, Hand to Mouth, and The Art of Hunger. In The Red Notebook, Auster again explores events from the real world large and small, tragic and comic--that reveal the unpredictable,...

• Format: Paperback
• Language: English
• ISBN: 0811214982
• ISBN13: 9780811214988
• Release Date: June 2002
• Publisher: New Directions Publishing Corporation
• Length: 104 Pages
• Weight: 0.27 lbs.
• Dimensions: 0.3" x 4.8" x 7.0"

Customer Reviews

The rescue of coincidence

This is going to sound really odd, almost like I am aping one the stories in the Mr. Auster's book, but I have to tell it, because it really is true and I think it bespeaks the delight of this small book. The night I read this book, I was helping my friend, Therese, with a short film she was shooting. The final scene in the film centered around a dinner party the main character throws, bringing together a number of ex-lovers. Like most New Yorkers, Therese's apartment could barely handle eating dinner, much less filming the eating of dinner. So we were filming at Therese's friend Leah's apartment, a jaw-droppingly big loft. I'd never met Leah, or the several other people recruited for the shoot. This I suppose lent an air of authenticity to the awkwardness of having ex-lovers at a dinner party. All through the dinner, Leah, our host, appeared mildly distracted, her laughter always coming a moment too late. Her boyfriend, with whom she lived was away in Mexico and I simply assumed that she missed him. On the subway up to the dinner, I read the first forty pages of the "Red Notebook". Like all of Mr. Auster's books it reads marvelously well. The plainness of his prose masks how quickly he draws you into his world of coincidences and meta-fictions. As I set the book down when I arrived, I mentioned how wonderful the little stories it contained were. When I arrived at dinner, after first being struck by the size of the apartment, I was taken aback by Leah's cat, Felix. Even at first glance, you could tell Felix was no ordinary house cat, she was too long and slightly too tall. After innocently reaching my fingers down, offering my scent to Felix, Leah warned, "Oh, I wouldn't pet her, she's not really friendly." Nevertheless, Felix licked my fingers and walked away. Both Therese and Leah commented on how unusually friendly the cat had just been. For a moment I swelled with the odd pride of being judged by a fickle animal and found acceptable. Leah explained that Felix was a leopard cat, some odd breed concocted no doubt to exoticize the common house cat. After the shoot, after cleaning up, after most of the guests had left, Therese and Leah retreated into another room to fetch a pirated DVD Therese wished to borrow. I was alone. Felix he sat perched on the top of bookshelf, staring down at me. I stared back. Finally, I reached up to offer my fingers once again to the cat. Silently she swiped at them, catching her claws on the skin just between the knuckles of my pointer and index finger. A light scratch, just barely enough to break the skin and let leak a spot of blood. I looked at the burgeoning red line and then stared back at the cat. The pride of acceptance vanished, replaced by something closer to mutual respect. I didn't mention the swipe to either Therese or Leah. On the way home, I finished the "The Red Notebook." Mr. Auster's books read quickly. And the short ones, like this read even more quickly. But for a d

Auster's 'Believe It Or Not'

In "The Red Notebook" Auster does something that is both whimsical and tremendously captivating. Most readers remember when they first read Charles Dickens and found his 'Deus Ex Machina' technique and his coincidences just too ridiculous to believe they actually happen in real life. However, they do. Everyone has some incredible coincidences that are basically one in a million chances, but just happen to take place.Auster seems to have noted these incidents through his entire life, and then compiled them in this book. The coincidences are extraordinary, but not things that are impossible, just things that are extremely improbable. Auster enhances his style, by the use of "Kafkaesque" elements. His use of initial names is something that Kafka did all the time. And his ironic twists are also in the vein of Kafka, but instead of being novelistic, they are real and true stories.The book is sure to captivate virtually any reader, and its conciseness both in writing and in length makes it an easily absorbed and quickly read piece of literature.

Great book, very short and interesting

I've never read Paul Auster before, but my wife made me read this slim little volume and thought it was enchanting. Perfect size for a stocking-stuffer for that literary-type person in your family.

I don't know, I kinda liked it

I've missed out on the Paul Auster hype, and I'm not done with the book yet, but I like this one.