Now I’m tacking to the traditional, with a longish short story, told by an effacing narrator who sits in the boat at Greenwich and listens to Marlow telling a story about “how I went up that river to the place where I first met the poor chap.”
I’ve just put this in because Conrad is brilliant, he’s a water/death writer, and he produces many short stories and long novels about which we can at length debate which is the best. Pass the port.
First serialized in Blackwood’s Magazine, 1899. Collected in Youth, A narrative; and Two Other Stories, William Blackwood and Sons, 1902; Heart of Darkness, Penguin, 1989. Available online at Project Gutenberg here
A Personal Anthology 