Raymond Carver became somehow popular just in recent 3 years from Murakami maniac in China.
So for me, minimalism is nothing to do with reading Carver. I indulge, more in the way he told a story, seemingly simple and monotonous sentences, but suddenly punch me in the final sentences (or in the middle of somewhere. ) Or I love more the feeling of loneliness
in his novels...or let's say, the so-called loneliness.
I read Where I'm Calling From: Selected Stories, the original version. But I should frankly say, I feel the same like when I read another one, Cathedral.