Fever Made Me Sick

Fever

Just when I was beginning to appreciate Carver, I read this story and my appreciation went down the drain. I didn’t get the point of the apparent negativity that the main character had. His wife had left him months ago and it was time for him to move on. “’I never want to see your face again. I’ll never forgive you for this, you crazy bitch.’ Then, a minute later, ‘Come back, sweetheart, please. I love you and I need you. ‘” (Pg. 162) This was the most entertaining part of the story, the rest was completely boring. The fact that his wife had some kind of psychic powers or that the baby sitter was a good person made the whole story a blur of boring material. I thought it was ridiculous how nothing changes. The tone of the narrator is indifferent making the story much less appealing. It was like if Meursault (from The Stranger) was narrating the story.

I thought I was making progress with this kind of writing, but having read FEVER made me a little sick.