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Dormitory Women
R. V. Cassill attempts (and successfully) an even more ambitious study in psycho-pathology in Dormitory Women. It's a serious and completely terrifying account of the flight of a 17-year-old girl from almost-normal adolescent fantasy ("I am a princess ... I can make things happen to people") into full psychosis. The university background is admirably realized and the novel well-conceived and well-written. Previously known to readers of little magazines and Foley annuals, Cassill shows here that he can combine paperback storytelling at its strongest with subtle literary quality.- Anthony Boucher - New York Times
My Sister's Keeper
A dark, psychological journey worthy of Dostoyevsky. - Cleveland Plain Dealer
Clem Anderson
“The best novel I know of on the subject of writing, or on the condition of being a writer.” —Richard Yates Widely recognized as R. V. Cassill’s masterpiece, Clem Anderson is the story of an author whose astonishing talents are outmatched only by his capacity for self-destruction. Arrogant, untrustworthy, moody, and narcissistic, Clem is also a brilliant artist capable of astonishing feats of alchemy: His pen magically transforms real life into the stuff of great literature. But the rising tide of literary success is dangerous ground for a personality as unstable as Clem’s, and when he dies at the age of forty, alone and disgraced, it is up to his few remaining friends to pick up t...
The Norton Anthology of Short Fiction
The classroom standard for readers and aspiring writers of fiction, The Norton Anthology of Short Fiction offers the most comprehensive, engaging selection of classic and contemporary stories in the field.
The Plastic Age
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A Taste of Sin
"A Taste of Sin . . . could hold its place on the shelf next to James M. Cain's two great fables about the unpleasant consequences of men thinking with the wrong head, The Postman Always Rings Twice and Double Indemnity. It's cheap, sleazy, fast, rough, violent, and full of people you're best off not knowing." -- Neglectedbooks.com
A Community of Writers
With these words, written long before his Iowa Writers' Workshop became world famous, much imitated, and academically rich, Paul Engle captured the spirit behind his beloved workshop. Now, in this collection of essays by and about those writers who shared the energetic early years, Robert Dana presents a dynamic, informative tribute to Engle and his world. The book's three sections mingle myth and history with style and grace and no small amount of humor. The beginning essays are given over to memories of Paul Engle in his heyday. The second group focuses particularly on those teachers—Robert Lowell, John Berryman, Kurt Vonnegut, for example—who made the workshop hum on a day-to-day basi...
Doctor Cobb's Game
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Lustful Summer
Place: Greenwich VillageTime: 1950s "A Sordid Story?Perhaps critics who use such words would say that my life was a sordid one. But I can't imagine a cleaner group of young men than those I had affairs with. Robert, Bruce, Warren-and all the others-were all that any girl could ask for in the way of admirers or lovers. This is my story. Read it and judge for yourself." ------------------------------------------------------------------"Cassill redefines pulp fiction." - Chicago Tribune"Written early in his career, Cassill's 'paperback originals' take the genre to a whole different level." - San Francisco Chronicle
Night School
Or there was Lester Fidler. Lester's pastel-green face was fringed with beard and hair that looked like the waste from a carpet sweeper. He wore a dirty blanket-cloth coat in any weather and he never came to class alone. He always came in holding hands with an equally dirty girl, whose face wore the dismaying blankness of schizoid withdrawal. If Lester and his girl were not practicing beatniks, that was because they had gone beyond all that into some region not merely cool but glacial. And still, sometimes Lester's little eyes gleamed like the points of icepicks. Houston suspected him of maniacal shrewdness.
