Mr. SpacemanOpen Road + Grove/Atlantic, 2007/12/01 - 240 ページ “A surprisingly sweet and droll first-person account of the vexed attempts of an alien to understand the bafflingly unpredictable human race.” —Kirkus Reviews The Pulitzer Prize–winning author “raises fin de siècle literature to new heights and turns inevitability on its head” in a novel of an alien named Desi (Publishers Weekly). For decades, Desi has kept a quiet vigil above the Earth while studying the confusing, fascinating, and frustrating primary species of our planet, occasionally venturing to the planet’s surface to hear their thoughts and experience their memories using his empathic powers. Now, on December 31, 2000, he prepares for the final phase of his mysterious mission, which begins when he beams a tour bus bound for a Louisiana casino aboard his ship. The twelve passengers will be the last humans whose lives he will experience before he positions his spaceship in full and irrefutable view of the people of Earth and descends to the planet’s surface to proclaim his presence to all of humanity at the turn of the millennium. Poignant, funny, and charming, Mr. Spaceman is filled with unexpected twists and turns, a tribute to the powers of love and understanding and the essence of what it means to be human. “Funny and humane, entertaining and touching.” —The New York Times |
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... look again. It is racing on. For a hundred of these years we have gathered images. I am not the first. But now I am alone. I am the only one of my kind on this vessel, the only one of us attending this planet now. I am deeply moved by ...
... look again. It is racing on. For a hundred of these years we have gathered images. I am not the first. But now I am alone. I am the only one of my kind on this vessel, the only one of us attending this planet now. I am deeply moved by ...
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... look at me, son. I don't have the face of Mix or Holt or my old pal Bronco Billy Anderson. I never liked white horses anyhow. What I'd've been, dumped out of a boot there on the floor, was what I ended up being. The guy who grabs the ...
... look at me, son. I don't have the face of Mix or Holt or my old pal Bronco Billy Anderson. I never liked white horses anyhow. What I'd've been, dumped out of a boot there on the floor, was what I ended up being. The guy who grabs the ...
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... look. I am wearing a pinstripe suit which Edna says is much too big for me but which I cannot part with, having been warmly complimented on it by a fine old gentleman we took up from a late-night diner in Chicago about thirty years ago ...
... look. I am wearing a pinstripe suit which Edna says is much too big for me but which I cannot part with, having been warmly complimented on it by a fine old gentleman we took up from a late-night diner in Chicago about thirty years ago ...
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... look in on our visitors now,” I say. Edna ends her embrace and steps back and shifts about briefly in her dress once more and pats at her hairdo, though it is stiffly inert from All the Body and Holding Power She Will Ever Need, a state ...
... look in on our visitors now,” I say. Edna ends her embrace and steps back and shifts about briefly in her dress once more and pats at her hairdo, though it is stiffly inert from All the Body and Holding Power She Will Ever Need, a state ...
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... look carefully in this direction because the things being illuminated are very strange to me . There is a large hovering drape there with red roses marching around the edges - masking a table , I realize now — and on its top is a ...
... look carefully in this direction because the things being illuminated are very strange to me . There is a large hovering drape there with red roses marching around the edges - masking a table , I realize now — and on its top is a ...
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