Ten Stories, One Outline

The opening sentence of Anna Karenina goes, “All happy families are alike; each unhappy family is unhappy in its own way.”

That sentence very much came to mind when reading Outline by Rachel Cusk, one of the five books shortlisted for the 2015 Giller Prize.


The novel is a series of ten conversations that the almost invisible narrator (who remains nameless until very late in the book) has with friends and strangers when she’s in Athens to teach a summer writing course.

The ten conversations (one for each chapter) consist of all eloquent and loquacious speakers who tell the narrator the outline of their life story. She rarely interjects, rarely gets asked questions in response, rarely reveals much of her story.

All we know is she is a divorced writer with two sons who lives in London:

I said that I lived in London, having recently moved from the house in the countryside where I had lived alone with my children for the past three years, and where for the seven years before that we had lived together with their father. It had been, in other words, our family home, and I had stayed to watch it become the grave of something I could no longer definitively call either a reality or an illusion.

That quote gives you an example of Cusk’s sparse yet penetrating prose that hits you with a melancholic punch to the gut. And that’s just one sample. While there are some funny moments in the novel (usually in the form of wry observations), overall, it’s quite a depressing book.

Each conversation discusses a relationship and, most of the time, it’s a failed marital one. I’m wracking my brain trying to think of one conversation that depicts two people content in marriage. Nope. Ryan, a fellow teacher at the summer school, is the only character who is currently married, and even the way he describes his relationship sounds less than inspiring, to say the least:

They shared the work of the kids and the house—his wife was no martyr, as his mother had been. She went off on her own holidays with her girlfriends and expected him to take care of everything in her absence: when they gave one another freedoms, it was on the understanding that they would claim those same freedoms themselves. If it sounds a little bit calculated, Ryan said, that doesn’t worry me at all. There’s a business aspect to running a household. It’s best if everyone’s honest right at the start about what they’re going to need, to be able to stay in it.

Elaine Blair, referring to the book as “autobiographical fiction” in the New Yorker, sums up the author’s attitude towards relationships well when she writes: “Lovers may find reasonably comfortable arrangements together, Cusk suggests, but in one way or another each will be diminished by them.”

I was impressed with Cusk’s ability to put a cast of characters down on the page so quickly and effectively, and then even more impressed at how many different ways she told their unhappiness (that’s when the Tolstoy quote came to mind). Yet after about the third conversation that barely raised its head above cynical water, I started feeling sad for the author. I remember thinking as I was reading it, “This book could have only been written by someone who’s divorced.”

I admit that because I’m still a newlywed, my view of marriage isn’t as nuanced as someone in their mid-forties. But the way relationships are portrayed in the book implies there is no beauty or flourishing or amplification in marriage, which I don’t think is accurate.

What we get in Outline are ten monologues. You can’t really call them conversations if only one person is doing the talking. The same thing could be said of this book. All these monologues can be summarized with some variant of “relationships are disappointing.” Where’s the other side to the story?

What was so fascinating for me about the novel is the psychological/sociological undertones about how we tell stories. Each character is obviously selective and subjective with the outline they offer of their lives. And so the reader is also playing detective as we go along—is what we’re hearing true? Especially when it’s filtered indirectly through the voice of a detached and depressed narrator?

Perhaps the biggest revelation I came to at the end of the book is that I didn’t particularly care for the narrator. Her story was so faintly sketched there was no substance there to hold on to. When she summarized her response to an elderly Greek bachelor who made a pass at her, saying, “I was not interested in a relationship with any man, not now and probably not ever again” and that she’s “trying to find a different way of living in the world,” one that’s “unmarked by self-will,” I either didn’t believe her or didn’t get the sense that she was any happier for her efforts. Even though we know little about her, it becomes more and more evident that she is grieving the aftermath of her marriage but is she grieving it well?

She does need to talk and process what’s happened, it’s just too bad the people she chose (or chose her) reinforce her own disappointment.

3 thoughts on “Ten Stories, One Outline

  1. One would think Tolstoy must have know something about happy marriages, but he too had a troubled marriage. https://www.theguardian.com/books/2009/jun/02/sofia-tolstoy-diaries
    It sounds like Sophie, his wife was always supporting Tolstoy in his endeavours, and ran his household under his command, but was lacking the tenderness and the emotional aspect of a marriage. I wonder if their marriage was arranged?

    I didn’t get a change to read it yet, but The Kreutzer Sonata also by Tolstoy is about marriage and it’s problems. I haven’t read enough of Tolstoy to detect what he feels on marriage and love, but I suspect he was a frustrated lover since many of his stories project an idealist view.

    • That’s really fascinating. I don’t know much about Tolstoy’s personal life but it’s always so disappointing to find out a favourite author or artist is a cruel, inconsiderate human being. In any case, I’d be interested to hear your thoughts on Outline as a very new newlywed!

  2. I don’t think being a newly wed influences my perception much on love and marriage. I understand love and marraige in some what practical and global terms: love- relations between two people and marriage- mini business/ commom project. With all relations, it’s normal to have good and bad moments (think back to relations with family or siblings), a spouse is family. Marriage is about building a common future. With all group work and projects or business plans, not all will be smooth and successful. But the successful ones take failures and stick to it, making changes until the concept works. Marriage is the same, as long as the spouses have faith in the project and partnership to be equally invested and trusting new ways of approaching challenges, something will work.

    I agree with you that the author must be grieving as hinted st by the narrator’s blue tint on marriage. I haven’t read the book, but there is room to craft a book about struggling relationships and marriages. However, my precption as a narrator is one with more hopefulness. Hopeful in social relationships, hopeful in humans. Hopeful that somewhere in time, people will be good – kind, patient, generous and altruistic allowing room to establish or re+establish a connection and build a relationship.

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