
In an unspecified time and place in America, teenaged Edward Rawlinson paints watercolors, watches his older brother Burke romance pretty, horse-riding Christine, and retreats into his visual adoration of bicycle reflectors, Victorian picture frames, linen tablecloths, and heftily built men. As Ed matures, his ability to lose himself in the sensual, fractalesque aspects of everyday life -including hazelnuts, antique fans, and doorbells-will lead him to a happy, tender relationship and life of security with Lawrence, an aging professor, but also to an avoidant, labyrinthine relationship with the practical world of "straight lines." With its strange, slow-paced portrait of a young man quietly determined to engage with society on his own terms, Carla Bradsher-Fredrick's Hands and Straight Lines creates a calm yet unsettling zone of ambivalence that reconfigures the traditional bildungsroman into a mysterious meditation on adulthood and the good life.
"A fascinating novel that coagulates in detailed dosages, segments or short chapters, which reflect real time along with past experiences, and on occasion project into the future, thus bending the restrictions of linear time even as the overall structure of the story assumes chronology, as in the life of Edward, protagonist and first-person narrator. Precise prose of a steady narrative voice anchors a reality that sometimes slips into mysterious sensuality where exterior and interior worlds meld. For those liking Kazuo Ishiguro's fiction, here's a book that'll appeal." - Michael Onofrey, author of Bewilderment and Sightseeing
"A near-perfect synthesis of Gertrude Stein's Food and Stephen Dixon's End of I., Carla Bradsher-Fredrick's debut novel is an encyclopedia of obsessive poetry and exacting analysis, a vivid in-gathering of all the brilliant and aching fragments that come to define a single human life. A truly gorgeous novel." - Douglas Milliken, author of Blue of the World
"Carla Bradsher-Fredrick is a writer's writer, recalling Faulkner, D.H. Lawrence, or Virginia Woolf . . . I felt my norms shiver some with voyeuristic power, assessing. A fair-minded reader will emerge with cultured awareness, maybe self-knowledge and empathy, all the while relishing [her] perfect language." - Paul Nelson, author of Refrigerator Church