RaveNew CriterionThere is, for writers and non-writers alike, a sense of discovery in reading Dubus for the first time ... His writing, too, has that most enviable of qualities which only a few authors have achieved, and even fewer have sustained: it is extremely good. Dubus’s only flaw, which is the flaw of many writer’s writers, is that his prose is often too aware of itself as such. The dialogue frequently sounds too much like written dialogue, and the characters behave more like characters in a story than flesh-and-blood people. Still, now and again Dubus produces a sentence that catches the reader unawares in his masterful grip ... The short story never rested in more honest hands than when Dubus wrote it, for he wrote only what he knew, and what he knew was the feeling of a relationship growing colder than the icy wind blowing over the Merrimack River. A sense of the uncanny pervades these portraits of suburban America; Dubus’s work is steeped in the sort of \'darkness on the edge of town\' one finds in a Springsteen song or a David Lynch film ... If love is time, then Dubus’s work may one day be discovered by a new generation of readers, who will love his writing as honestly and completely as he loved the craft of writing.
Andre Dubus
RaveNew CriterionThere is, for writers and non-writers alike, a sense of discovery in reading Dubus for the first time ... His writing, too, has that most enviable of qualities which only a few authors have achieved, and even fewer have sustained: it is extremely good. Dubus’s only flaw, which is the flaw of many writer’s writers, is that his prose is often too aware of itself as such. The dialogue frequently sounds too much like written dialogue, and the characters behave more like characters in a story than flesh-and-blood people. Still, now and again Dubus produces a sentence that catches the reader unawares in his masterful grip ... The short story never rested in more honest hands than when Dubus wrote it, for he wrote only what he knew, and what he knew was the feeling of a relationship growing colder than the icy wind blowing over the Merrimack River. A sense of the uncanny pervades these portraits of suburban America; Dubus’s work is steeped in the sort of \'darkness on the edge of town\' one finds in a Springsteen song or a David Lynch film ... If love is time, then Dubus’s work may one day be discovered by a new generation of readers, who will love his writing as honestly and completely as he loved the craft of writing.