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258 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 1991
One in Louisiana, one who travels aroundHe can hear Margaret's ironic, teasing, sexy voice, as they lie in bed together and she tells him another story. "It's something that happened to a friend," she says, and he wonders if it actually happened to her, or if she made it up. He doesn't care. It's enough just to listen to her.
One of them mainly stays in heart-throb town
I am not their main concern, they are lonely too
I am just an arrow passing through
One of them's got a little boy, other one he's got twoHe's in the middle of "The Bog Man" when he realises that his wife's come in and is looking at him curiously. He has to suppress a guilty start.
one of them's wife is one week overdue
I know these girls they don't like me, but I am just like them
picking a crazy apple off a stem
It was in 1960 - the end of the fifties or the beginning of the sixties, depending on how you felt about zero.Just as funny and relevant as when I first picked this up 30 some years ago.
Her mother inspired in almost everyone who encountered her a vicious desire for escape.***
He was such a beautiful man then. There were a lot of beautiful men, but the others seemed blank, unwritten on, compared to him. He’s the only one she’s ever wanted. She can’t have him, though, because nobody can. George has himself, and he won’t let go.Not much I can add to the Atwood scholarship except that all these stories are as layered and pick-apart-able as her novels, and just as enjoyable. Some of it is satire with characters who are impossible to take seriously, but the humour keeps you reading. The Bog Man has stayed in my mind all these years, as well as Death by Landscape, about widowed empty nester Lois moving into a condo, whose childhood decisions and experiences have stayed with her and colour her later years, as they tend to do. I don’t think that would have had the same effect on me 30 years ago.