If you find â€śDictation,â€ť Cynthia Ozickâ€™s new collection of short stories as charming as I do, you might want to further treat yourself by finding a collection of Ozickâ€™s writings that contains â€śA Drugstore in Winter.â€ť
Ozickâ€™s parents were the proprietors of a pharmacy in the Pelham Bay section of the Bronx, NY, in the 1930s. In those days, a traveling library used to visit the Ozickâ€™s neighborhood. At the end of their long day, the weary librarians would come to the Ozickâ€™s pharmacy and drink coffee at the counter.
In those moments of dusk, Ozick â€“ blissfully â€“ dipped into their boxes of books. And right then and there, a reader â€“ and, eventually, a writer â€“ was born. Itâ€™s a pleasure to look at â€śDictationâ€ť â€“ the work of a skilled and seasoned writer â€“ and think of the little girl who once cut her teeth on fairy tales.