Frederick Busch (Get this book)Sterling collection of short fiction by a late master (1941-2006) of the short story form. A typical Busch story finds the central character not quite sure of his (rarely, her) place in the world and with some change in the works, sometimes wanted and sometimes not: "I was nine years old and starting to age." It's not a cheery world that Busch inhabits, but it's full of meaning, and no living writer quite gets at that meaning with the same literate determination. Well-chosen and broadly representative: an ideal introduction to Busch for those new to him and a welcome anthology for those who already know his work.--Kirkus
