Miss Thompson Reads More Alice Munro

I've read Alice Munro in The New Yorker, came upon a big book of her Selected Stories at the library, and carried it home to read in bed. The book was too heavy to read in bed, but the stories are great, each with a blind hem of mystery running beneath. I liked the selections in this volume more than those in (the lighter) Hateship, Friendship, Courtship, Loveship, Marriage. "Wenlock Edge" is especially creepy and cold. You'll intuit Munro's heritage via a peppering of distinctly Canadian references, underscoring the impression that, reading along, you're traveling in another land.