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No other writer can match the impressive oeuvre of Joyce Carol Oates. High Lonesome: New and Selected Stories 1966-2006 gathers short fiction from the acclaimed author's seminal collections and includes eleven new tales that further demonstrate the breathtaking artistry and striking originality of an incomparable talent who "has imbued the American short story with an edgy vitality and raw social surfaces" (Chicago Tribune).
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ISBN-13: | 9780061980091 |
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Publisher: | HarperCollins |
Publication date: | 10/06/2009 |
Sold by: | HARPERCOLLINS |
Format: | eBook |
Pages: | 688 |
Sales rank: | 466,338 |
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About the Author
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Joyce Carol Oates is a recipient of the National Medal of Humanities, the National Book Critics Circle Ivan Sandrof Lifetime Achievement Award, the National Book Award, and the 2019 Jerusalem Prize, and has been several times nominated for the Pulitzer Prize. She has written some of the most enduring fiction of our time, including the national bestsellers We Were the Mulvaneys; Blonde, which was nominated for the National Book Award; and the New York Times bestseller The Falls, which won the 2005 Prix Femina. She is the Roger S. Berlind Distinguished Professor of the Humanities at Princeton University and has been a member of the American Academy of Arts and Letters since 1978.
Hometown:
Princeton, New JerseyDate of Birth:
June 16, 1938Place of Birth:
Lockport, New YorkEducation:
B.A., Syracuse University, 1960; M.A., University of Wisconsin, 1961Read an Excerpt
High Lonesome
New and Selected Stories 1966-2006
Chapter One
Spider Boy
"There are places in the world where people vanish."
His father had said this. His father had spoken flatly, without an air of mystery or threat. It was not a statement to be challenged and it was not a statement to be explained. Later, when his father had vanished out of his life, he would summon back the words as a kind of explanation and in anxious moments he would mishear the words as There are places in the world where people can vanish.
Still later, when he had not seen his father in a long time, or what seemed to him a long time, months, or maybe just weeks, he would try to summon the words again, exactly as his father had uttered them, but by this time he'd become uncertain, anxious. Where people can vanish, or where people vanish?
It was such a crucial distinction!
"Remember your new name. Think before you answer. Not just, 'What's your name?' but any question. It helps to lick your lips. That will give you time not to make a mistake you can't unmake."
Yet not his name but his surname was the issue. For his surname had been so disgraced there had come to be a fascination in its forbidden sound. The elided consonants and vowels, the lift of its final syllable, an expression of (possibly mocking) surprise like an arched eyebrow. In private, in his secret places, he spoke the forbidden name aloud in mimicry of newscasters who gave to it an air of intrigue and reproach. Sometimes in his bed at night in his new room in his grandparents' house he pressed his face deeply into the pillow and spoke the forbiddenname, each syllable equally and defiantly stressed Szaa ra. He spoke the name until his breath ran out and his lungs ached and through his body raced a halfpleasurable panic that he would smother.
A pillow. Where his mouth was, wet with saliva. Where his teeth gnawed. A pillow is a comforting thing when your head rests on it, but if a pillow is pressed against your face, if you are lying on your back and a pillow is pressed against your face, you could not summon the strength to push it away and save yourself.
"Yes. We've moved out of state."
Before even the impeachment hearings his mother had filed for divorce from their father. But before even she'd filed for divorce she'd moved them Emily, Philip, herself into her parents' big stone house overlooking the Hudson River at Nyack, New York.
Now it was a drive of several hours to the old house in Trenton, overlooking the Delaware River. On the map, it was really not very far but there was an air of distance and finality in his mother's frequently repeated words: "Out of state."
Out of state caught in Philip's mind, uttered in his mother's breathless yet adamant voice. As you might say out of space, out of time.
Out of danger, out of harm.
Out of toxic contagion.
In this new state it was essential to have a new name. To replace and nullify the old, disgraced name. Quickly! before Emily and Philip were enrolled in their new schools.
"Yes, we think it's best. Separate schools."
Private day schools. Nyack Academy for Emily, who was fifteen and in her second year of high school, Edgerstoune School for Philip, who would be thirteen in August, and would enter eighth grade. In New Jersey both children had gone to the Pennington Academy, in a northern Trenton suburb. Sometimes their mother drove them to school, sometimes one of their father's assistants. There was a private bus provided by the school, of the identical brightpumpkin hue of public school buses but only onethird the size. Riding on this bus, they'd never sat together and acknowledged each other only politely, with diffident smiles.
For a few weeks during the impeachment hearings they'd continued to attend the Pennington Academy, but when criminal charges were brought against their father and the impeachment hearings ceased, their mother had removed them from school.
"It has to be done. They can't be made to suffer for him. They are only children."
In Nyack, it soon became official: they had a new name.
Where Szaara had been, now there was Hudgkins.
Where Philip Szaara had been, now there was Philip Hudgkins.
Where Emily Szaara had been, now there was Emily Hudgkins.
For this wasn't a "new" new name, of course. It was their Nyack grandparents' name which they'd long known and with which they had, their mother insisted, only happy associations. Their mother would take up again her old, "maiden" name with relief. During the sixteen years of her marriage to the New Jersey politician Roy Szaara she had retained Hudgkins as her middle name, she'd continued to be known by certain of her women friends, with whom she'd gone to Bryn Mawr, as Miriam Hudgkins. And so: "It isn't a great change. It's more like coming back home." She smiled bravely. She smiled defiantly. She had had her hair cut and restyled and she had a new way of clasping, at waist level, her shaky left hand in her more forceful right hand, as a practiced tennis player might clasp a racket.
"I mean, it is coming home. Where we belong."
" 'Spider Boy.' "
You might have thought that "Spider Boy" was in playful reference to the comic strip/movie superhero "-Spiderman" but in fact Philip had no interest in Spiderman as he had no interest in the comics, action films and video games that so captivated other boys.
" 'Spider Boy.' "
It was a way of evoking the haunting and powerful presence that existed now entirely in memory. Except for a single memento (smelly, ugly, of a clumsy size and in no way to be mistaken for something of Philip's own) kept in a secret place in his room, Philip might begin to consider whether Spider Boy had ever existed. For he understood He has vanished without having needed to be told.
High LonesomeNew and Selected Stories 1966-2006. Copyright © by Joyce Oates. Reprinted by permission of HarperCollins Publishers, Inc. All rights reserved. Available now wherever books are sold.
Table of Contents
New Stories
Spider Boy 3
The Fish Factory 23
The Cousins 39
Soft-Core 62
The Gathering Squall 73
The Lost Brother 89
In Hot May 121
High Lonesome 136
*BD*11 1 87 154
Fat Man My Love 173
Objects in Mirror Are Closer Than They Appear 188
The 1960s
Upon the Sweeping Flood 195
At the Seminary 213
In the Region of Ice 231
Where Are You Going, Where Have You Been? 249
How I Contemplated the World from the Detroit House of Corrections, and Began My Life Over Again 267
Four Summers 284
The 1970s
Small Avalanches 307
Concerning the Case of Bobbie T. 320
The Tryst 339
The Lady with the Pet Dog 353
The Dead 373
The 1980s
Last Days 409
My Warszawa: 1980 431
Our Wall 484
Raven's Wing 494
Golden Gloves 504
Manslaughter 519
Nairobi 533
The 1990s
Heat 543
The Knife 557
The Hair 573
The Swimmers 589
Will You Always Love Me? 608
Life After High School 629
Mark of Satan 646
Afterword 661
Acknowledgments 663