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| $15.50 CDN 250 pp. ISBN 978-0-9810117-5-2 |
Description: Literary Fiction, Postmodern Existential
Thad Johnstone/Yehuda Isaacovicz, professor and novelist, struggles for his
physical, mental, and emotional survival as he is held captive by a wealthy
tormentor. His captor, after having learned of his wife's affair with Thad, seeks
revenge. Since he already has everything except the ability "to create," for
retribution he wants to extract a novel from Thad's mind. Buried up to his neck in
the sand of a secluded beach with a microphone placed before his exposed head,
Thad is forced to dictate a manuscript. But it is much more than the act of adultery
that has provoked such vengeful hatred — it is the professor's being Jewish.
Review quotes:
Steinfeld has a gift of humour, wit, and ironic social comment. His stories show that
he sees the absurdities of life, and understands the jokes that fate plays on almost
everyone.
____~ Canadian Literature
He's a competent craftsman with a rich imagination, obsessively recording every experience
touching him... Are we nurturing a Canadian Kafka on Prince Edward Island? One can't help
thinking that...
____~ The Globe and Mail
Excerpt:
— I do know it's still the summer, but I can't be certain of the month any longer, whether it's late
June or perhaps early July, only that I was first buried here in the sand near the end of May. In
the sand I can differentiate night from day, little more; but then I'm not always in the sand. At
times I'm locked in a concrete, windowless, climate-controlled shed, a mattress on the floor to
sleep on. A corner of the shed has been partitioned for a toilet, as if the shed might be an
ordinary summer cottage. When I'm not sand-trapped, I'm trapped in the concrete shed,
approximately a ten-foot by ten-foot cell. Sand and concrete, concrete and sand, what a simple
grammar.
Thad Johnstone/Yehuda Isaacovicz, professor and novelist, struggles for his
physical, mental, and emotional survival as he is held captive by a wealthy
tormentor. His captor, after having learned of his wife's affair with Thad, seeks
revenge. Since he already has everything except the ability "to create," for
retribution he wants to extract a novel from Thad's mind. Buried up to his neck in
the sand of a secluded beach with a microphone placed before his exposed head,
Thad is forced to dictate a manuscript. But it is much more than the act of adultery
that has provoked such vengeful hatred — it is the professor's being Jewish.
Review quotes:
Steinfeld has a gift of humour, wit, and ironic social comment. His stories show that
he sees the absurdities of life, and understands the jokes that fate plays on almost
everyone.
____~ Canadian Literature
He's a competent craftsman with a rich imagination, obsessively recording every experience
touching him... Are we nurturing a Canadian Kafka on Prince Edward Island? One can't help
thinking that...
____~ The Globe and Mail
Excerpt:
— I do know it's still the summer, but I can't be certain of the month any longer, whether it's late
June or perhaps early July, only that I was first buried here in the sand near the end of May. In
the sand I can differentiate night from day, little more; but then I'm not always in the sand. At
times I'm locked in a concrete, windowless, climate-controlled shed, a mattress on the floor to
sleep on. A corner of the shed has been partitioned for a toilet, as if the shed might be an
ordinary summer cottage. When I'm not sand-trapped, I'm trapped in the concrete shed,
approximately a ten-foot by ten-foot cell. Sand and concrete, concrete and sand, what a simple
grammar.
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