Lydia Davis is one of my favorite writers. Her short stories explore interiority and thought processes in such a precise and intimate way that they make me feel almost claustrophobic. In a good way. The collection Samuel Johnson Is Indignant is just as good as all the other works I've read of hers -- I think I have read all her stories and one novel. In her sharp, linguistically brilliant way, she concisely (very, very concisely) provides glimpses of anxiety, insecurity, loneliness and resentment. And because they are so focused, a glimpse is plenty.