By William Kowalski
With his first novel, Eddie's Bastard, William Kowalski delivered to the literary scene an enticing and unique voice in fiction. With appealingly offbeat characters, a story steeped with imagery and threaded with lyricism, and a narrative choked with unforeseen surprises, Eddie's Bastard earned such compliment as "a grand debut" (Gail Godwin), "exuberant" (the New York Times) and "appealing" (People magazine), and marked the emergence of a tremendous author. Kowalski now fulfills that promise in Somewhere South of Here, the story of a tender man's look for the mum he is by no means met.
As Billy Mann grew up, his simply hyperlink to the daddy who died in Vietnam and the mum who abandoned him used to be his hard-drinking grandfather, Thomas Mann, who raised him on a nutrition of fried bologna sandwiches and mythic stories of the Mann kin ancestry. With Grandpa long gone, Billy has misplaced his in basic terms recognized blood relation and sole hyperlink to his history. The lone clue he possesses to his mother's whereabouts is her last-known deal with, someplace in Santa Fe, New Mexico. Propelled via wish and heartache, Billy units off on a cross-country odyssey from his domestic in upstate New York.
Arriving in Santa Fe, wearing each ownership he owns at the again of his motorbike, Billy has taken step one of an intoxicating trip of the center as he courageously completes his ceremony of passage into manhood. packed with vividly drawn characters, each one of them with secrets and techniques and mystery longings in their own,
Billy's international is all of sudden wealthy with danger -- the opportunity for romance, friendship, and, eventually a family members to name his own.
Somewhere South of Here is a lyrical exploration of the tales that make up our lives, the redemptive energy of affection, and the religion that compels us to head on.
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After that you could do whatever you wanted with them, he went on—most people froze them, and that way you had them all year long. He produced a plastic grocery bag from one of his pockets and ﬁlled it half full of the chiles. “You take some home with you,” he said, pressing it on me. “You Somewhere South of Here 57 eat that stuff a couple times a week, which is all I recommend for a white guy, no offense, you’ll never get sick. Ever. ” I stuck my head inside the bag he gave me and inhaled. It was heavenly and overpowering.
Months later, I received the letter I was holding now. It gave an address in Santa Fe, as well as a name: Eliza McMeel. That was how I learned my mother’s true identity. I already knew that Sky wasn’t her real name; but it was how she would have introduced herself to Eddie because it was the name she went by in those days, and perhaps still did. That fact I had gleaned from old Doctor Connor, who’d delivered me and who’d known my mother for a few short weeks. My mother had sworn him to secrecy concerning the details of my birth.
Nah. Too much work. ” “I see,” I said, wondering what kind of crazy he meant. ” He blew a great puff of air through his lips. ” “My father was in ’Nam,” I said. His manner changed abruptly; he stared at me again, longer this time. ” he whispered. “Eddie,” I said. ” “A pilot,” he said. ” “F-four,” I said. ” “Not that I know of,” I said. ” He gave a heavy sigh. “I was not no pilot, Jones,” he informed me. “I was in the marines, too. ” “That’s right, homes. A hardcore badass motherfucker. I killed eight people.