n the debut short story collection from Rick Bass, nature and life are inseparable as they show the lengths to which people will go to not lose themselves.
Set mostly in open woodland areas both literal and figurative, The Watch (W.W. Norton & Co., ISBN: 039331135X, 1989) finds Rick Bass creating landscapes, characters, and situations that are naturally flawed and dealing with it. These ten stories are certainly about the male perception of the outdoors, but they also deal with an overarching fear of growth, relationships, and being something small at the mouth of something big.
Nature and Character
Bass tends to create his stories around the dominance of beauty and honesty in nature, making the two concepts inseparable. He writes largely about the American Southwest, but his charm is strictly Southern: clarity, manners, and a harrowing sense of truth.
Proof is found in a story like “Mexico” or “Redfish.” Their slightly absurd characters – eccentric drinkers who refuse to grow up – find themselves in situations that aren’t cheap quirks to make a character stand out, but, rather, defining traits of a real person and his or her life.
“Juggernaut” and the Rick Bass Trick
A reader may realize, upon reaching the end of “Juggernaut,” that Rick Bass is a tricky guy. Like every other story in this collection, “Juggernaut” was written in a laid-back tone that managed to be both detailed and poetic without being too much of either. Also, like the other stories in this collection, “Juggernaut” felt like Bass was almost taking the reader for a ride, falling back on the prose and language, the charisma and not the story.
But when the end of “Juggernaut” is reached, there’s a realization that Bass was telling the story the whole time, even when he wasn’t. He poses the questions, “Aren’t we all like the Juggernauts, both a real juggernaut and a member of the hockey team in the story? Aren’t we all just scrambling, trying to crush everything, fighting for glory and against reality, trying to make the glory and the fight the reality?” The endings sneak up and attack, much like the wilderness these characters frequent.
The Right Details
The stories here aren’t barebones or minimalistic at all. What these stories manage to do is contain description that is both relevant and plentiful. This isn’t “A Clean, Well Lighted Place” or anything from What We Talk About When We Talk About Love: short, bleak stories that contain just enough to destroy. Instead of being scant with just enough detail, Bass puts in a surplus of just the right detail.
Rick Bass gives the reader a grand long-form short story like “The Watch” and fills it full of descriptive, intertwined stories. A small thing like Jessie dumping out less and less of his Coke before drinking more and more mirror his obsession, but it also plays into Hollingsworth’s tiny shop representing his obsession with his father, his obsession with loneliness and emptiness. They converge to bring back Buzbee, Hollingsworth’s father, an old man who ran away for the sake of freedom, leaving Hollingsworth alone and worthless. Despite the fact that everyone in the story is crippling obsessed, the reader i not left to determine that by what isn’t said.
A Look Around
The other stories in here range from the heartbreaking “In Ruth’s Country” and “Wild Horses” to the uplifting “Redfish.” Most of the time, however, Bass prefers to wander around in different stages of questioning, ending his stories with characters saying “What next?” not unlike the stories in Raymond Carver’s Cathedral.
The main difference, and one of Bass’s greatest strengths, is that he doesn’t imply or even hint at an upward hook of hope at the end of his stories. Rather, the characters in The Watch are left wondering and underlining the questions with a smile on their face for some reason they might not even know.