“Consists of well-written, timeless stories about the pain of everyday life, and one doesn’t need to be brokenhearted to identify with them. . . . Aims to please those who aren’t expecting candy on Valentine’s Day.” Whitney Matheson, USA Today
978-0-8021-3961-0 • $14.00 • Paperback • Feb. 2003
Heartbreak takes many forms, and the stories in Dumped attack them all: from the head-clearing uplifting dump and the merely annoying dump; to the crushing dump, which leaves you hollow and weepy, and the death knell, when the supposed soul mate takes off, burning rubber down the highway of life and the other person is roadkill.
“I looked out onto the waters of the lake, hoping to cast myself out to be chewed up and swallowed deep down, to be digested by burning fluids, fishy acids, until there was nothing left of me at all to feel the pain of being dumped by my only true love.” Dallas Angguish, from The Camping Ground
“Be careful not to combine ‘four dry sakes’ with your ‘creeping feeling of insecurity and dread,’ or you might find yourself saying, ‘Wipe that damn grin off your face!’ . . . The hip East Village location can’t be beat, since her apartment is ‘within walking distance,’ which makes it very convenient if you should choose to ‘lean on her buzzer for an hour’ until she calls ‘the cops.’” Noah Baumbach, from The Zagat History of My Last Relationship
“I go into the basement to start a load of wash. When I begin separating, I find a pair of David’s boxer shorts, the blue ones, and, God help me, I bury my face in them for the smell of him. I look up and see my sewing machine. I bring his shorts over to it. Then, using a hidden seam, I sew the fly shut.” Elizabeth Berg, from Open House
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