The heyday of the insensitive bastards: stories
An enthralling and wise new collection from the author of Century's Son and one of America's most respected writers
I was twenty-nine years old and wanted to change before I hit thirty. Clete and I developed a plan for me . . . a plan that would work all that summer and beyond. Even after I left the mountain, it stuck.
Robert Boswell's extraordinary range is on full display in this crackling new collection. Set mainly in small, gritty American cities no farther east than Chicago and as far west as El Paso, each of these stories is a world unto itself.
Two marriages end, one by death, the other by divorce, and the two wives, lifelong friends, become strangers to each other. A young man's obsession with visiting a fortune-teller leaves him nearly homeless. And in the unforgettable title story, a man dubbed Keen recounts the summer he spent on a mountain with his best friend, Clete, and a loose band of slackers, living in a borrowed house, abstaining from all drugs (other than mushrooms and beer)--and ultimately asking just what kind of harm we can do to one another.
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|Full title||heyday of the insensitive bastards|
|Last Update||2017-08-14 05:04:57AM|
|Last Indexed||2018-06-25 04:56:07AM|
|author||Boswell, Robert, 1953-|
|detailed_location_arlington||Central Adult Fiction|
|item_details||ils:.b13286006|.i14048905|Central Adult Fiction|F BOSWE|||1|false|false|||||On Shelf|Jun 06, 2015|caf|||
|owning_library_arlington||Arlington Public Library, Aurora Hills, Central, Cherrydale, Columbia Pike, Connection Crystal City, Detention Center, Glencarlyn, Local History, Plaza, Shirlington, Westover|
|record_details||ils:.b13286006|Book|Books||English|Graywolf Press,|c2009.|258 p. ; 24 cm.|
|subject_facet||United States -- Social life and customs -- 1971- -- Fiction|
|title_display||The heyday of the insensitive bastards : stories|
|title_full||The heyday of the insensitive bastards : stories / Robert Boswell|
|title_short||The heyday of the insensitive bastards :|