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When I am stuck on something Iâm trying to write and have exhausted all the other optionsâignoring the problem, staring blankly at the problem, moving the problem around to see if itâs less annoying in some other location, eating all the chocolate in the houseâI eventually do what I should have done in the first place and go read some writer who is much better at this business than I am. The candidates are legion. But, from the whole long, idiosyncratic list of authors I regularly turn to for intellectual and aesthetic resuscitation, one of the most consistently useful is Norman Maclean. If you know Maclean, it is likely because of his first work, âA River Runs Through It and Other Stories,â a triptych of talesâabout, among other things, families, fly-fishing, love, death, and a time when virtually all hard work in this country was still done by handâthat was published to enormous acclaim and considerable astonishment when the author was seventy-three years old. For many years before that collection appeared, in 1976, Maclean had tried to write a book about the Battle of Little Bighorn. For all the years afterward, until his death, at eighty-seven, he worked on a book about a different tragedy on a hillsideâa wildfire in Montana that killed twelve smoke jumpers and a forest rangerâwhich was published, posthumously, as âYoung Men and Fire.â
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ANTIHERO
âThe Boys,â on Prime Video.
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âHorizon: An American SagaâChapter 1.â
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Taffy Brodesser-Akner weighs the cost of generational wealth.
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The seditious writers who unravel their own stories.
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CASTING A LINE
The hard-bitten genius of Norman Maclean.
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Four years ago, when Ivan Cornejo was a junior in high school, he had a meeting with his family to announce that he was dropping out. His parents were alarmed, of course, but his older sister, Pamela, had a more sympathetic reaction, because she also happened to be his manager, and she knew that he wasnât bluffing when he said that he had to focus on his career.
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THE HADAL ZONE
Arwen Rasmont waits hours at KeflavÃk International for his flight; they call it as he leaves the menâs room. He walks past the mirrored wall and is assaulted, as usual, by his dead fatherâs handsome image: high-arched nose, yellow hair.
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OPENING THEORY
Ivan is standing on his own in the corner while the men from the chess club move the chairs and tables around.
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THE LAST RAVE
Remembering a summer of estrangement.
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Iâve dated all kinds of women in my life,â the man said, âbut I have to say Iâve never seen one as ugly as you.â