Perpetual flashbacks initiating from a sketchily attended present stall and belabor the novel's first few chapters. May contain limited notes, underlining or highlighting that does affect the text. On his first-ever rowboat excursion, he is immediately swept up the coast by a strong tide. If you've changed your mind about a book that you've ordered, please use the Ask bookseller a question link to contact us and we'll respond within 2 business days. A tender and comic portrait of suburban despair, Fireworks details the events of one strange summer in which a man's troubled soul hangs in the balance. Fireworks recounts the modest events of Hollis's summer, from July 4 th to Labor Day.
Though we learn that Simon died on Hollis's watch — Hollis left his son unattended in the front yard on his tricycle — only once and offhandedly, near the novel's end, is there any mention that Hollis feels remotely accountable bizarrely, neither does his wife once fault him. She lives in Savannah, Georgia. Winthrop proves to be a bitingly intelligent writer. Possible ex library copy, thatâll have the markings and stickers associated from the library. His editor shows up at the door after Hollis refuses to take his phone calls, and invites him to a literary event where he will have the opportunity to pitch ideas to the publisher, but he underestimates the traffic into Boston and then gets diverted from the follow-up dinner his editor arranges to salvage the evening.
And so it is a shame that she saddles Hollis with a dead son as a justification for his plain old alienation. And yet a back story artificially amped by tragedy can backfire. Larry, no surprise, is outraged. Fireworks is very much a book of character over plot, a non-story in it's own right. Reader is lead to believe that this is a book about him grieving about the death of his son, but instead it comes off as a character study of a loser.
If the guy's fine, then what's the point? The following year she served as a Schaeffer writing fellow. A priest mistakes him for a homeless man when he falls asleep in the sanctuary. Such moments also prompt him to rhapsodize about his own childhood, but never, perplexingly, about his own recently dead child. It's a slight book, quickly read, but Hollis is one of those characters whose memory lives on after the covers are closed. From the vantage point of his front porch, it seems to Hollis that the daily rhythms of his disintegrating life have begun to seem eerily inflected with meaning. She made me see the depth of a protagonist I didn't like much.
In detailing Hollis's comic screw-ups, Winthrop proves to be a bitingly intelligent writer who infuses otherwise unremarkable moments with bittersweet pathos. He sets out to avenge his lover based on a smattering of details and realizes at the last moment that not only can he not go through with his plan, he has no idea if he is targeting the right person. She was born in in 1979. Book is in Near Fine condition. So it is a shame that she saddles Hollis with a dead son as a justification for his plain old alienation. Interior is clean and legible.
Fore edges have a tiny bit of shelf wear. Dust Jacket is in Near Fine condition. Pages can include considerable notes-in pen or highlighter-but the notes cannot obscure the text. Hollis has lost interest in almost everything from his old life. Strange in the way that it seems like the story is slow or random, but it pulled me in and held me.
She graduated Phi Beta Kappa and summa cum laude from Harvard University in 2001. In her perceptive exploration of Hollis's disintegrating life, Elizabeth Winthrop gives us an unforgettably powerful portrait of an anguished man, one who is both endearingly flawed and vividly real. From the Trade Paperback edition. A marvelous debut by a precocious new talent. I think I only finished this book because it got good reviews and I hoped it would get better, but ugh! Before the close of this strange summer he will either slip beyond hope of recovery into a haze of lassitude and alcoholism, or find some promise, however vague, of redemption. Until his long summer of solitude, Hollis knew little about his neighbors. His wife has decamped for the summer, leaving him to pursue his increasingly overwhelming compulsions: drinking; spying on neighbors; worrying about the fate of an abducted local girl; avoiding his editor, who is on the verge of rejecting his new collection of stories; and confronting as obliquely as possible the recent death of his young son.
Packed well and shipped in a sturdy box. Unfortunately, we have to wait nearly a hundred pages to enjoy these talents. When such a writer panders to the Larrys of the world — readers looking for plot kabooms or thunderous explanations of psychological distress — the result is a book whose deafening aerial repeaters eclipse its more subtly moving stardust displays. Under archival quality mylar cover. Wasn't sure about the characters at first, but if you give her a chance with him you'll see she's just very smart about building a story from character a skill sadly lacking in a lot of contemporary lit.
Bookseller: , Washington, United States New York: Alfred A Knopf, 2006. His friends at the local bar aren't convinced. Unfortunately, we have to wait nearly a hundred pages to enjoy these talents. Not much of note happens during Hollis's lonely summer. Little of this has much effect on Hollis. We learn how Hollis met Claire.
He simply doesn't care any more, though he does count the days until his wife is supposed to return. One of the novel's repeated gags is Hollis's pathetic showing as a bar stool raconteur at his local dive. New York Times Book Review, May 21, 2006, Heidi Julavits, review of Fireworks, p. Signature only A First edition, First printing. We learn about his grandfather's funeral. I loved the details of Hollis' thinking. Web site and all contents © Copyright 2008.