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From the acclaimed author of Ninety-Two in the Shade and Cloudbursts—the stories of Gallatin Canyon are rich in the wit, compassion, and matchless language for which Thomas McGuane is celebrated. Set mostly in famed Big Sky Country, McGuane brings us an "astonishing" (The New York Times Book Review) collection in which place exerts the power of destiny.

Telegraph Canyon explores the complexities of adolescence, creativity, and family dysfunction. At its heart are interconnected stories of Richie, Mark, Sean, Carolyn, and Teisha—teenagers navigating the mortifying landscape of high school in Southern California at the turn of Y2K—that capture the raw, absurd, and deeply felt moments of growing up. In "The Adventures of Klack vs.

Eggplant Canyon... Where 3 is never a crowd! All 6 stories from the Eggplant Canyon series are available in this bundle.

Set in the beauty of the Sierra Nevada mountains, All Gold Canyon is at once a depiction of the quotidian realities of a hard-working gold miner's life, a meditation on the fragility of nature in the face of man's ambition, and a thrilling, no-holds-barred tale of Wild West violence.

Jack London est un personnage extraordinaire, complexe, fort et fragile, un aventurier, le genre d'homme dont on peut dire qu'il a tout fait, tout vécu. Tour à tour "pilleur d'huitres, barreur de navires, chercheur d'or, écrivain besogneux, vagabond et grand buveur devant l'éternel!"* Il laisse derrière lui une œuvre colossale. Grand voyageur il a connu le froid du grand nord et le soleil des îles Salomon, la chasse aux phoques en Corée et les matches de boxe à San Francisco, les lépreux à Hawaï et les pauvres à Londres.

Jack London realizó multitud de oficios que le resultaron muy útiles para sus novelas. En 1897 viajó a Alaska, en plena fiebre del oro. De regreso a su ciudad natal, comenzó a escribir los relatos de sus viajes.

I’ve had a crush on my best friend’s older brothers for as long as I can remember… long before they made a fortune designing high-end homes, and their success puts them even further out of my league. Being the bratty friend of their little sister never gave me much appeal. Dropping out of college and working, temporarily, as a maid doesn’t exactly sweeten the deal either. Or does it? When opportunity presents itself, will I risk losing my best friend by cozying up to her brothers?

I thought I wanted the boy next door, until I figured out his dad is one of the real men I crave. Maybe it’s revenge. Maybe desires can only be repressed for so long. Maybe my brain is just a scrambled mess since my boyfriend cheated on me. This is the same boyfriend who’d insisted we wait until marriage, much to my dismay. The only thing that’s clear is that I’ve waited too long to be with a man, and now I want two of them… My ex’s dad and his friend, whose name I don’t even know. Does that mean I’m wired wrong? Maybe.

A high school girl nearly drowns during a bicycle "tour for the cure" for breast cancer. A father checks his mentally ill son into the emergency room. A lawyer reexamines his past and present in light of a horrific car crash that killed three high school classmates. These long and short stories all focus upon events which transcend the characters' day-to-day existences, events which move them toward new states of understanding or being, toward new lives which will emerge to take the place of the old.

A man wakes at dawn in order to get in an early morning run. Quietly, he climbs over a fallen tree that blocks the secluded dirt trail. As he slowly begins his run, unbeknownst to him, he is being watched. For inside the dense foliage and creeping ivy, the forest is very much alive.

Dropping papers off at my boss's house shouldn't be a big deal. Except that I'm in love with him, and I have a little fantasy that he secretly feels the same. An unexpected change in his demeanor makes me think my fantasy is finally coming true, but the second I realize I'm dealing with his identical twin, the storm of the century unleashes a mudslide, trapping me at his house. It's way too late to question what could possibly go wrong. The only question remaining is if I'd rather save my job or my heart.

When my childhood best friend’s dad, who I’ve had far too many secret fantasies about, walks into the diner where I waitress and hits on me, I have two options. I could point out our unfortunate connection and that if he hadn’t been such a workaholic and absent father while his daughter was growing up, he might have recognized me. Or take advantage of the fact that I was a late bloomer who didn’t fully develop until after high school, and play along.