Another Bullshit Night in Suck City

Another Bullshit Night in Suck City by Nick Flynn is a dark but humorous memoir, recounting with a raw authenticity and playful prose the eerie trajectory that carried Flynn into the homeless shelter in which he met his father - for the first time.

Informationen zum Autor Nick Flynn is the author of two collections of poetry, Blind Huber and Some Ether , and the acclaimed work of non-fiction, Another Bullshit Night in Suck City. In another life he worked as an electrician, a ship's captain, and as an educator in New York City public schools. His words have appeared over the years in The New Yorker , The Nation , Fence , The New York Times Book Review and The Paris Review . His most recent work, the memoir, The Ticking is the Bomb was published by Faber in 2009. One semester a year he teaches at the University of Houston, and then he spends the rest of the year elsewhere. Klappentext Nick Flynn met his father when he was twenty-seven years old, working as a caseworker in a homeless shelter in Boston. As a teenager he''d received letters from this mystery father - self-proclaimed poet (and greatest American novelist since Mark Twain), descendant of the Romanov dynasty, alcoholic, and con-man doing time for bank robbery - but there had been no contact. Another Bullshit Night in Suck City (a phrase Flynn senior uses to describe his life on the streets) tells the story of the eerie trajectory that led Nick and his father into that homeless shelter, onto those streets, and finally to each other. With a raw authenticity, telling honesty and a dark but necessary humour, Nick Flynn''s memoir breathes new life and vigour into the form. In passionate and playful prose Another Bullshit Night in Suck City illuminates the emotional and physical consequences of a relationship between father and son that exists, if at all, in a void. Another Bullshit Night in Suck City by Nick Flynn is a dark but humorous memoir, recounting with a raw authenticity and playful prose the eerie trajectory that carried Flynn into the homeless shelter in which he met his father - for the first time. Zusammenfassung Nick Flynn met his father when he was twenty-seven years old, working as a caseworker in a homeless shelter in Boston....

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Another Bullshit Night in Suck City by Nick Flynn is a dark but humorous memoir, recounting with a raw authenticity and playful prose the eerie trajectory that carried Flynn into the homeless shelter in which he met his father - for the first time.

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Nick Flynn is the author of two collections of poetry, Blind Huber and Some Ether, and the acclaimed work of non-fiction, Another Bullshit Night in Suck City. In another life he worked as an electrician, a ship's captain, and as an educator in New York City public schools. His words have appeared over the years in The New Yorker, The Nation, Fence, The New York Times Book Review and The Paris Review. His most recent work, the memoir, The Ticking is the Bomb was published by Faber in 2009. One semester a year he teaches at the University of Houston, and then he spends the rest of the year elsewhere.

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Nick Flynn met his father when he was twenty-seven years old, working as a caseworker in a homeless shelter in Boston. As a teenager he''d received letters from this mystery father - self-proclaimed poet (and greatest American novelist since Mark Twain), descendant of the Romanov dynasty, alcoholic, and con-man doing time for bank robbery - but there had been no contact. Another Bullshit Night in Suck City (a phrase Flynn senior uses to describe his life on the streets) tells the story of the eerie trajectory that led Nick and his father into that homeless shelter, onto those streets, and finally to each other.

With a raw authenticity, telling honesty and a dark but necessary humour, Nick Flynn''s memoir breathes new life and vigour into the form. In passionate and playful prose Another Bullshit Night in Suck City illuminates the emotional and physical consequences of a relationship between father and son that exists, if at all, in a void.