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Andre Dubus (1936–1999)

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Andre Dubus was a short-story writer, essayist, and educator. Debus was a former Marine who taught college for 20 years while submitting his stories to small literary magazines. In the summer of 1986, he was hit by a car in Massachusetts, where he had stopped to help an accident victim. He spent mostra'n més the rest of his life confined to a wheelchair. Debus returned to writing after authors such as Kurt Vonnegut, John Irving, and John Updike held a benefit that helped defer his medical expenses. His 1997 collection of short stories, Dancing After Hours, was a finalist for the National Book Critics Circle Award and won the Rea Award. He received the PEN/Malamud Award, the Jean Stein Award from the American Academy of Arts and Letters, and fellowships from both the Guggenheim and MacArthur Foundations. Andre Dubus died on February 24, 1999. (Bowker Author Biography) mostra'n menys

Inclou aquests noms: Andre Dubus, Andre Dubus, II

Obres de Andre Dubus

Selected Stories (1988) 683 exemplars
Dancing After Hours: Stories (1996) 520 exemplars
Meditations from a Movable Chair (1998) 205 exemplars
In the Bedroom: Seven Stories (1999) 195 exemplars
Broken Vessels: Essays (1991) 187 exemplars
Adultery & Other Choices (1977) 162 exemplars
Voices from the Moon (1984) 137 exemplars
The Lieutenant (1967) 44 exemplars

Obres associades

The Vintage Book of Contemporary American Short Stories (1994) — Col·laborador — 477 exemplars
The New Granta Book of the American Short Story (2007) — Col·laborador — 211 exemplars
The Best American Essays 1998 (1998) — Col·laborador — 190 exemplars
The Best American Short Stories 1984 (1984) — Col·laborador — 104 exemplars
The Best Spiritual Writing 1998 (1998) — Col·laborador — 101 exemplars
Prize Stories 1997: The O. Henry Awards (1997) — Col·laborador — 97 exemplars
Signatures of Grace: Catholic Writers on the Sacraments (2000) — Col·laborador — 81 exemplars
Eyes to See (2008) — Col·laborador — 71 exemplars
Novel Voices (2003) — Col·laborador — 55 exemplars
The Literary Lover: Great Stories of Passion and Romance (1993) — Col·laborador — 50 exemplars
The Best American Short Stories 1981 (1981) — Col·laborador — 35 exemplars
The Vintage Book of Classic Crime (1993) — Col·laborador — 33 exemplars
The Best American Short Stories 1970 (1970) — Col·laborador — 23 exemplars
The Best American Short Stories 1975 (1975) — Col·laborador — 15 exemplars
New Stories from the South: The Year's Best, 1987 (1987) — Col·laborador — 14 exemplars
A Portrait of Southern Writers: Photographs (2000) — Col·laborador — 13 exemplars
The Playboy Book of Short Stories (1995) — Col·laborador — 11 exemplars
Ten Tales (1994) — Col·laborador — 1 exemplars

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I can't remember how I found this book, but I'm glad I did. Through these writings about his life, Dubus gets us to look at our own. For me, the essay "Brothers" was worth much more than the price of the book.
 
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MickeyMole | Hi ha 5 ressenyes més | Oct 2, 2023 |
Dubus is often seen as a master of the short form. Individual struggles with moral consequences play in all the stories. The best story is Rose, which tells the story of a woman confessing her worst sin to a man at a bar. She is the focus of a lot of town gossip and, as usual, most of the gossip only has one element of the whole story right. When she finally disgorges the whole story, it's worse than anything the gossip could have inspired. And it marks her as a truly tragic figure, but one who no one but her confessor will ever truly know. That lonely weight carries throughout all the stories in one way or another. Another good story here is a mystery over the murder of a local attorney. When the town drunk is accused, another attorney reluctantly investigates. It's a modest procedural with a moralistic ending. The stories are good, but not good enough for me to want more from Dubus.

3 1/2 bones!!!
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½
 
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blackdogbooks | Hi ha 1 ressenya més | May 30, 2022 |
cw: self-harm

Dancing After Hours is an incredibly well-written collection of short stories. The writing itself is so compelling and the characters all have rich interiors. Each story, many of which are intertwined, provides a glimpse at the reality of humanity and the motivations behind us all. I can't remember the last time I highlighted so many phrases in a book. And!!! I counted multiple instances of women-loving women, which was a nice touch for me. I'd highly recommend this book to anyone interested.… (més)
 
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samesfoley | Hi ha 5 ressenyes més | Dec 26, 2018 |



Andre Dubus 1936-1999, Storyteller par exellence

Many of us involved with books – reading books, writing books, reviewing books - are well aware fiction writing is a unique calling. Therefore, it is something special when both father and son are accomplished authors. Kingsley Amis and son Martin come immediately to mind as do John Updike and son David; actually, we might think of another father-son fiction writing duo: Andre Dubus and son Andre Dubus 111, author of House of Sand and Fog.

This collection of stories by Andre Senior that's part of the 1980s Vintage Contemporaries series is really a treasure since it would be hard to find someone more a born storyteller. Remarkable. Twenty-three slice-of-life stories, some brief, some long, ranging from five pages to fifty pages that flow and flow and flow. We find a story about a catcher from the Dominican Republic who has a psychic breakdown in the locker room after a ballgame; a fight between husband and wife seen through the eyes of their teenage son; a young Puerto Rican wife reliving her husband being shot dead on a hill in Korea; a husband apologizing to his wife over breakfast after giving her a black eye the previous night when he was drunk - rawboned stories of the wounded heart, stories reminding me at times of Raymond Carver and at other times of Anton Chekhov. Here’s my synopsis of two particularly gripping tales from the collection:

THEY NOW LIFE IN TEXAS
A woman is too intoxicated to drive back to her rural Texas home at night in the snow so she leaves the driving to her husband who is also intoxicated but not enough that he can’t hunch over the steering wheel and slowly guide their car back up the hill to their front door. During the drive, in the darkness, snow piled high on either side of the road, she lets her husband know that adult son Stephen told her about his religious experience. Still hunched over the steering wheel, not taking his eyes off the road, her husband notes the religious experience must have worked since he knocked off the booze and started going to AA.

Once in their driveway, she asks her husband to please drive the sitter home, which he does. Alone, she walks down the hall to check on her four-year-old daughter who is sleeping amongst her stuffed bears and then moves to the room of her older daughter, a six-years-old, and observes how she is also asleep, snuggled up with her three beloved stuffed animals.

The woman sits in the kitchen drinking tea when her husband returns and asks her how she’s doing and, half asleep, shuffles off to bed. Alone again, she walks to the living room and reflects on the movies her husband brought home for her to watch: “Man of Flowers,” which she thought beautiful and “Lucia di Lammermoor,” a movie she found both splendid and sad. The one she did not watch is a horror film.

She loads the horror film in the player and settles in after fixing herself more tea. The film is about a divorced woman living in Southern California with her fourteen-year-old daughter, twelve-year-old son and another daughter, age nine. Some unknown presence, something like a poltergeist, attacks the woman at night, a presence she feels as a sinister force.

The unknown force increases, causing violence to not only the mother but also her three children. The woman sips her tea and reflects on the past conversation she had with her adult son Stephen, how he told her that he heard a voice when driving his car, how he then felt a loving presence enter him and how he surrendered to this presence which gave him the strength to quit drinking. Watching the mother in the movie start to cry, the woman also starts crying. When we learn on the last page the movie is based on true events, we realize the woman in the horror film and the woman in our story might, in fact, be one and the same person.

THE CURSE
Mitchell Hayes stands at the cash register at the bar and reflects on how he is forty-nine years old and now knows what it means to be an old man. He is brooding because he helplessly looked on the previous night when a gang of thugs hopped up on coke raped an attractive blonde young lady in a bathing suit who happened to stroll into the bar to get cigarettes from the cigarette machine. The gang raped her right there on the floor of the bar, right before his very eyes and he couldn’t do a thing about it; and if he tried, he would have been beaten senseless.

After the gang left Mitchell uses the phone to call 911. When the police arrive, including Smiitty, a guy he knew since they both went to the same high school in this small town, Mitchell tells him he could have stopped the rape. Smitty, in turn, tells Mitchell it is a good thing he didn’t try or he would be in the hospital right now.

Mitchell goes home and tells his wife, a nurse, what happened at the bar. She rubs his shoulders and back, sensing just how shaken he is by the experience. The next morning Mitchell also tells his teenage son Marty and teenage daughter Joyce, how the girl was crying and taken to the hospital and all the gang members are now in jail.

The next night Mitchell returns to the bar and watches the faces of all the men and women, watches to see if any of them look at him as if to say that he was a coward or didn’t care enough for the girl to do something to stop the rape. No. Nobody says anything or is looking at him in that way. Mitchell peers down at the floor, at the spot where the girl was raped. He feels old and tired. Mitchell now thinks back at how the girl was lying there after the gang left, how she was crying, how he wanted to at least hold her hand but he didn’t. Most of all, Mitchell thinks back at what the girl said to him, words he took as a curse, a curse he now feels moving into his back and spreading down his spine and into his stomach and legs and arms and shoulders, a curse we know as readers he will be hearing every day for the remainder of his life.
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Glenn_Russell | Hi ha 8 ressenyes més | Nov 13, 2018 |

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