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PublisherRandom House Publishing Group

ISBN-100449912205

ISBN-139780449912201

eBay Product ID (ePID)755562

Product Key Features

Book TitleMonth of Sundays : a Novel

Number of Pages224 Pages

LanguageEnglish

Publication Year1996

TopicPsychological, Literary, Humorous / General

GenreFiction

AuthorJohn Updike

FormatTrade Paperback

Dimensions

Item Height0.6 in

Item Weight7.4 Oz

Item Length8.2 in

Item Width5.4 in

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Intended AudienceTrade

Reviews"John Updike may be America's finest novelist and [ A Month of Sundays ] is quintessential Updike."- The Washington Post "Updike is playful, witty, ironic, ever-fresh, ever-provocative, and ever so ever erotic. . . . A Month of Sundays is both poignant and very funny. . . . One of America's most original, most subtle, and most engaging writers."- The Boston Globe "The funniest book that anyone is likely to read in, well, a month of Sundays . . . an excellent novel . . . Updike is dazzling in his wordplay." -The Cleveland Press, "A Tour De Force." -- Chicago Tribune Book World "The funniest book that anyone is likely to read in, well, a month of Sundays...An excellent novel...Updike is dazzling in his wordplay." -- The Cleveland Press "Updike is playful, witty, ironic, ever-fresh, ever-provocative, and ever so ever erotic....A Month of Sundays is both poignant and very funny...One of America's most original, most subtle, and most engaging writers." -- The Boston Globe "A flawless and utterly compelling work. His wit, intelligent sympathy, and unequaled command of the potentialities of the language for expressing and revealing have never had a better union....One of Updike's finest achievements." -- The Charlotte Observer, "John Updike may be America's finest novelist and [ A Month of Sundays ] is quintessential Updike."-- The Washington Post "Updike is playful, witty, ironic, ever-fresh, ever-provocative, and ever so ever erotic. . . . A Month of Sundays is both poignant and very funny. . . . One of America's most original, most subtle, and most engaging writers."-- The Boston Globe "The funniest book that anyone is likely to read in, well, a month of Sundays . . . an excellent novel . . . Updike is dazzling in his wordplay." --The Cleveland Press, "John Updike may be America's finest novelist and [ A Month of Sundays ] is quintessential Updike."- The Washington Post "Updike is playful, witty, ironic, ever-fresh, ever-provocative, and ever so ever erotic. . . . A Month of Sundays is both poignant and very funny. . . . One of America's most original, most subtle, and most engaging writers."- The Boston Globe "The funniest book that anyone is likely to read in, well, a month of Sundays . . . an excellent novel . . . Updike is dazzling in his wordplay." -The Cleveland Press

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SynopsisIn this antic riff on Hawthorne's Scarlet Letter , the Reverend Tom Marshfield, a latter-day Arthur Dimmesdale, is sent west from his Midwestern parish in sexual disgrace. At a desert retreat dedicated to rest, recreation, and spiritual renewal, this fortyish serial fornicator is required to keep a journal whose thirty-one weekly entries constitute the book you now hold in your hand. In his wonderfully overwrought style he lays bare his soul and his past--his marriage to the daughter of his ethics professor, his affair with his organist, his antipathetic conversations with his senile father and his bisexual curate, his golf scores, his poker hands, his Biblical exegeses, and his smoldering desire for the directress of the retreat, the impregnable Ms. Prynne. A testament for our times., An antic riff on Hawthorne's Scarlet Letter, in which a latter-day Arthur Dimmesdale is sent west from his Midwestern parish in sexual disgrace--from one of the most gifted American writers of the twentieth century and the author of the acclaimed Rabbit series. "Updike may be America's finest novelist and [this] is quintessential Updike."-- The Washington Post At a desert retreat dedicated to rest, recreation, and spiritual renewal, this fortyish serial fornicator is required to keep a journal whose thirty-one weekly entries constitute the book you now hold in your hand. In his wonderfully overwrought style he lays bare his soul and his past--his marriage to the daughter of his ethics professor, his affair with his organist, his antipathetic conversations with his senile father and his bisexual curate, his golf scores, his poker hands, his Biblical exegeses, and his smoldering desire for the directress of the retreat, the impregnable Ms. Prynne. A testament for our times.