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Stephen Dixon

    Stephen Dixon è stato un prolifico romanziere e autore di racconti, pubblicando centinaia di storie in una vasta gamma di riviste letterarie. Il suo lavoro è caratterizzato da un esame penetrante della vita quotidiana e dall'intricata rete di relazioni umane. Dixon si è addentrato nelle profondità della psiche umana con una distinta onestà e uno stile unico. Le sue narrazioni scoprono frequentemente i drammi silenziosi e le svolte inaspettate che plasmano le nostre vite.

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    McSweeney's Issue 63 (McSweeney's Quarterly Concern)
    • McSweeney’s Quarterly returns with our first issue of 2021, a handsome and sturdy hardcover with a beautiful foil-stamped cover by Jon McNaught. McSweeney’s 63 features four posthumous, never-before-published short stories by acclaimed author and dear friend Stephen Dixon, with an introduction and retrospective on the late writer’s work by author—and onetime Dixon student—Porochista Khakpour. To boot we’ve got brand-new fiction from Etgar Keret and Esmé Weijun Wang, Illustrated diaries by Abang and full-color comics by Michael Kennedy, letters from Kashana Cauley and Legna Rodríguez Iglesias, an essay on a grief and long-distance biking by Adam Iscoe, and so much more. Start your literary year off right with this sumptuous issue.Featuring Original Stories by:Esmé Weijun WangKevin MoffettMikkel RosengaardEtgar KeretRita Chang-EppigI Drink a Glass of Water: four posthumous stories by Stephen DixonWith an introduction by Porochista KhakpourIllustrated stories by:AbangMichael KennedyAn original essay by Adam IscoeAn excerpt from You People by Nikita LalwaniAnd letters by:Gillian LindenJessi Jezewska StevensLegna Rodríguez IglesiaKashana CauleyMarie-Helene BertinoLarissa Pham

      McSweeney's Issue 63 (McSweeney's Quarterly Concern)
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      • 299pagine
      • 11 ore di lettura

      Book is NEW. Bright clean dust jacket has slight shelf and edge wear. Same day shipping from AZ

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