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"Eleven stories of desire that traipse across their landscapes, rearranging the reader's expectations as they go. In Berlin, an American expatriate organizes a party, rescinds the invitations, and then finds the party thrown anyway with consequences that belie the devil-may-care attitude of the guests. In Krakow, a woman in tech with a questionable romantic past, and an even more questionable nipple piercing, runs into an old flame with a pressing problem of inheritance, atrocity, and identity that he'd love for her to help him solve. On Virginia's Jefferson Davis Highway, a woman and her husband--a newly minted citizen--travel through the legacies of American history to visit her estranged Korean War veteran uncle who's trapped by his own bitter legacies. Populated by fey expats, ardent psychiatrists, arch historians, and impossible friends who spin in and out of proximity to their narrators as they travel their enchanted orbits, Stevens' stories echo with a kind of urbane fairy-tale self-assertion that encourages the reader to stop and gaze in reverie at the articulation of the scenes, even as the stories' main characters go whirling off into their chaotic nights. Characters overlap in many of the stories. Rob the Ex in the punchy "Weimar Whore" is another character's "kinky historian" in "Ghost Pains." Sylvia who "lights up a room in her light-blue dress" in "The Party" is also Sylvia the hostile hostess in the final story of the collection, "A New Book of Grotesques." Yet, even the stories that do not share this revolving cast of acquaintances or have a gridwork of city streets in common are united by Stevens' impeccable artistry, which manages to overlay the gauzy romance of the stranger in a strange land atop the grim economic and interpersonal realities that so often accompany relative youth, relative freedom, and relative love. Erudite, eloquent, and bittersweet--these stories are like chewing on the orange rind for a last bitter taste of the drink."--Provided by publisher.
On the eve of the Occupy Wall Street protests, C is flat broke. Once a renowned textile artist, she's now the sole proprietor of an arts supply store in Lower Manhattan. Divorced, alone, at loose ends, C is stuck with a struggling business, a stack of bills, a new erotic interest in her oldest girlfriend, and a persistent hallucination in the form of a rogue garden gnome with a pointed interest in systems collapse . . . C needs to put her medical debt and her sex life in order, but how to make concrete plans with this little visitor haunting her apartment, sporting a three-piece suit and delivering impromptu lectures on the vulnerability of the national grid? Moreover, what's all this computer code doing in the story of her life? And do the answers to all of C's questions lie with an eco-hacktivist cabal threatening to end modern life as we know it?
From the author of The Exhibition of Persephone Q, a chilling fable about the necessity--and impossibility--of productivity, art, and love in an age governed by capitalist logic.
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