The short story is an unforgiving form. In the hands of those who mastered it (think William Trevor, for example), it can be the perfect distillation of experience and emotion, but it exposes those who prize a showy style, those who can’t resist the extra word, and those who haven’t learned that subtraction, not addition, is the key to perfecting it.

It would be very unfair to find fault with a writer like Colin Barrett because he hasn’t yet reached the heights attained by the likes of Alice Munro. He’s barely forty years-old, but has already won awards and attracted a lot of positive criticism for his stories. Homesickness is the first collection of his that I have read, and I enjoyed many of the stories very much. The setting is often the small towns and countryside of County Mayo, a place where I have spent some time over the years, and that enhanced the pleasure for me. Having said that, none of the stories made a deep impact, but I’ll be looking forward to what comes next from a talented writer.