Empty Bed Blues: StoriesUniversity of Missouri Press, 1 apr. 2006 - 208 pagini The fifteen stories of George Garrett’s Empty Bed Blues (his eighth book-length collection) are vintage Garrett—no two alike—with each moving, one way and another, in new and daring directions. His stories are deeply concerned with the old verities of love and death and filled with the joys and woes of characters who come to life and command our attention. Diversity is the key word for Garrett’s short fiction. He works in every known form and invents a few himself. In “A Story Goes with It,” Garrett fondly remembers an old friend while retelling a story the man once told him. Most of it is probably not accurate, as Garrett is quick to admit, but the mixture of fact with fiction makes for an entertaining read. His stories turn like the sharp curves of a mountain road, abruptly changing from a fond trip down memory lane to a sleazy reporter’s quest along the backroads for the ultimate crime story in “Pornographers.”He tops off his collection with “A Short History of the Civil War,” a series of poems written by two participants: one a Confederate, the other a Yankee. In the marriage of fact and fiction, of comedy and pathos, and the music of many voices, the stories of Empty Bed Blues reconfirm the judgment of novelist and story writer Richard Bausch, who said in 1998: “There is no writer on the American scene with a more versatile, more eclectic, or more restless talent than George Garrett.” |
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... waited for dark with our sparklers and Roman candles . Grown - ups , uncles and such , set off rockets over the ocean . A fine time until , all of a sudden , out on the front porch of their cottage the young men appeared , stood in a ...
... wait around for a little while, maybe a week or ten days, while a whole new package of materials is put together by the Abwehr and then brought to them. They spend most of their time in Paris barhopping and sight- seeing and chasing ...
... waiting for an airplane ? " he asked . " Yes , sir . Going to fly out of here to Houston in about fifteen minutes . " " Well , sir , I don't reckon you're going to make that flight and there won't be another one coming along right away ...
... wait- ed . " " Much obliged . ” It was then that one of us , probably sharp - eyed Eddie , noticed that the roof of the terminal was all caved in and there was a chain and a huge padlock on the front door . Or , another tale selected ...
... wait right here , " he told me . So we sat there in the car , pelted by the heavy rain , our car win- dows fogged over , ourselves passing the bottle back and forth while we waited . For what , I wasn't sure . The end of the world maybe ...
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3 A SHORT HISTORY OF THE CIVIL WAR | 50 |
4 THE MISERY AND THE GLORY OF TEXAS PETE | 57 |
5 TANKS | 61 |
6 EMPTY BED BLUES | 69 |
7 GHOST ME WHAT S HOLY NOW | 83 |
8 Spilling the Beans | 105 |
9 Pornographers | 117 |
10 With My BodyI Thee Worship | 124 |
11 HEROES | 147 |
12 A PERFECT STRANGER | 155 |
13 GATOR BAIT | 164 |
EPILOGUE | 177 |