Hollis Clayton is in trouble. Still haunted by his small son’s death, stalled in his writing career and over fond of the bottle, he finds himself abandoned by his wife for the summer – or, if he doesn’t shape up, for good. But without his emotional anchor, Hollis continues to unravel. Besides, he’s busy spying on the neighbours and sharing his meals with a stray dog. When is he going to find the time to get his life back on track?
Here, in the daily rhythms of Hollis’s disintegrating life, lies an evisceratingly comic portrait of suburban despair. With this deeply affecting tale of grief and renewal, Elizabeth H. Winthrop makes a striking debut.
