Reviews - What do customers think about The Miller Moth and Other Stories?
wings Dec 8, 2005
This selected collection of stories is as exquisite, exhilerating, excellent, ephemeral-yet-eternal as genus Miller Moth's fluttering wings. Unique.
A Strong Case for Writing Excellence Dec 8, 2005
The cover art and title first grabbed me. I hadn't heard the term Miller Moth since my childhood days in Nebraska where we simply referred to the creatures as Millers. I remember the flight of the Miller Moth was darting and erratic. I never knew what drove its motions. Here Mike's story departs--for in these tales, the Moth to me represents the tribulations, barriers, and threats that test us throughout our lives. But much like the jumping of hurdles, the stories navigate the reader through those tests with deft manuevers. What emerges is a celebration of life conquered by love. It is book filled with hope. A smile will cross your face as you come to the last word on the last page. Masterfully done--entertaining and insightful. The imagery is superb.
Read and be challenged to think differently. Oct 23, 2002
What a fantastic story. The Miller Moth is so powerful that it was only after I'd finished reading that all the subtle undertones of this lead story really hit home. The first thing that struck me was the brilliant way the idea of Chase's focus is made to stand out, over and above all the surrounding imagery... making him important, despite his sisters and mother. But it's the image of the twenty-four candles that really sock it to you and it continues to hit you blow-by-blow : the wheelchair, the lack of arms. At first I didn't click and it was only later, when the story was all but over, that I saw the tragedy upon tragedy; the link between Chase's father's suicide and his own birth.
The epilogue to the Miller Moth establishes the theme of hope, which is strung through each of these short stories and it is this element which most triggered my immediate thoughts on completing the first story.
In Chase's devouring of the Miller Moth, I saw his inherent longing, his desire for freedom but, before I knew he was bound (and still thinking he was a child), I simply thought this was endemic of his nature, that he perceived what others (his sisters) could not - and perhaps that's there too... even as the story unfolds.
As I thought of the suicide and birth, and the relationship between Chase and his sisters, I felt rather than saw the idea that we can meet tragedy head on in many ways - in fear or in love and I love the way the theme was treated here. There is a deep sorrow for the father, who ran, and immense love for the sisters and mother who stayed and faced the fear out with love, courage and hope. It's good to see someone recognising that love can conquer fear, and engender hope, and that hope can conquer despair.
Somehow, Chase totally captivates you - with that whole metaphor of being trapped in the physical body (the wheelchair), helpless and dependent (without arms) and yet, a certain freedom of spirit and mind remains - and his evident longing and desire spell out the hope within Chase.
The parallel echo between the moth's struggle to take flight and Chase's burning desire to follow it to its course... a picture that sings out of the hope in his heart, the spark that lies within is a delightful element also, as are the motifs of the birthday cake and annual celebrations and the great care taken over those by Chase's mother and sisters, as though what is really taking place is a celebration of life - Chase's life - whatever the other difficulties he faced, he was loved, and he lived... something his father seemingly could not envisage.
It's so like all of us in a difficult situation, isn't it. To find a spark in the deepest darkness is a gift indeed and one worth holding onto. In each succeeding tale, we are confronted with new challenges, new reflections to give us pause. Take some time out with this one - it's well worth the outing!