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Men in Shorts
David James Parr
其他書名
A Novel
出版Independently Published, 2020-09-13
主題Fiction / Literary
ISBN9798685750808
URLhttp://books.google.com.hk/books?id=15_kzQEACAAJ&hl=&source=gbs_api
註釋"Parr's writing exudes a subtle magnetism that is at once melancholy and uplifting; poetic and direct; whimsical and deeply, deeply affecting." - Joe Okonkwo, author of JAZZ MOON

While signing copies of his revealing first novel, a middle-aged author is confronted by the very inspiration for his book: Clay Fitzgerald Miller, of the improbable name and the impossible eyes, still unearthly green after so many years. Back in 1993 Chicago, where the chiseled trunks of Calvin Klein hunks towered over Halsted, love was in the air and Clay was in the intersection between the club Vortex and 7-11, where sparks were about to fly, virginities were about to be lost, and a whole new world was about to be discovered.

From acclaimed author David James Parr (VIOLET PEAKS, BEAUTY MARKS) comes a Roman-a-Clay about first loves, last kisses, and all of the passionate puddles of lust found in between, exploring the dizzying heights and dazzling depths of a twentysomething romance in the Windy City.

"I try to think of something to say back to him, something sharp to diffuse the seriousness of this moment, something watery to drown it in. But nothing poignant arrives; it must be held up in traffic, distracted by the high-beamed headlights of Clay's eyes, by the sizzling car wreck we now have between us. Instead, I stare at his slightly trembling lips, dry and chapped at the corners, and all I can think of is a simple truth that slaps me hard in the face, a sentiment plump with poetry and lust: I used to be inside of you.

This is the long and the short of it. Both versions exist, but from here on out only Clay and I will know the long of it. The short will spill and stain a bit at parties, will kick and scream in future anecdote, but not for long, never for long. Our story will become flattened like a coin, and then I will be able to flip it over and over, trying to make heads or tails of the strange, lovely, terrifying twenty-third year of my life."