Floyd Harbor

Advance Praise for Floyd Harbor This is an unvarnished Long Island book, relatable to many local readers. -Tom Beer, Newsday Its focus lies more in the perpetual struggle of the marginalized Mastic Beach residents Mowdy came to know in his teenage years. People living in broken homes and afflicted by poverty . . . The stories in Floyd Harbor present a number of weaving interconnections: characters reappear, events reoccur, and perspectives are subsequently altered . . . Twelve true-to-life stories. -Patrick Long, Long Island Press The 12 connected stories in this debut describe schemes and dreams among the inhabitants of a poor coastal community on Long Island, New York . . . In a stylistically ambitious story, a boy seems drawn in to his father's Vietnam War PTSD and thinks the man's 'breath sounds like a faraway scream' . . . The author has a fine eye, and his prose can see autumn leaves 'fall like loose change from the trees.' -Kirkus Reviews Clearly, [Mowdy] hasn't forgotten his roots. Neither will you, after reading this indelible account. -Paul Wilner, Zyzzyva In form and substance, this closely resembles Denis Johnson's classic linked collection Jesus' Son. Mowdy's sharp eye and melodic prose shine a strange light into these otherwise dark stories about the unique . . . A strong new voice in fiction. -Booklist Online Just miles from the Hamptons, with Manhattan a kind of distant, belittling rumor, stories of desire and loss, crime and trouble, play out among the abandoned docks and potato barns of what had once been a quiet community. In its bleak humor, Floyd Harbor brings to mind Denis Johnson and Irvine Welsh, though it's also as moving and ecstatic as the early songs of Bruce Springsteen. The part of eastern Long Island portrayed here is Joel Mowdy's Yoknapatawpha-he knows it and makes us want to know it. -Zachary Lazar, author of Vengeance Of course there's no harbor in Floyd Harbor, a town untouched by Long Island's affluence, and these intricately linked stories' protagonists are dishwashers and salad boys and line cooks, and in rehab and awaiting court appearances; they're kids from broken homes who left high school to start broken homes. They feel like they've never been anywhere, and striving for a little of the comfortable life they've glimpsed, they're the kind of small-time schemers who do most of their thinking in the woods behind the Handy Pantry. But they've never given up on hope, and especially love, since it might stop them from rolling blindly through the rest of their lives, and they're determined to hold out for some acknowledgment of their presence. Joel Mowdy writes beautifully about one part of America left behind in the great heartless scramble that constitutes our society. -Jim Shepard, author of The World to Come Joel Mowdy's characters live on the edge of America, a geographical edge but also an economic, even spiritual one where the faded promises of love and money have washed up alongside a flotsam of masculinity, pop culture, and petty crime. These quietly heartbreaking, mordantly funny stories of people just hanging on, hoping for the tide to turn, are must-reads. -Peter Ho Davies, author of The Fortunes Joel Mowdy had me with the lines: 'The 7-Eleven was neither a buoy nor a lighthouse. It was a small island.' There's some hard American truth right there. Sometimes, on a rough night, the only thing you can do is take refuge in the 7-Eleven. His people act recklessly and stupidly and on occasion lovingly-in other words, like us human beings. Floyd Harbor is a powerful, soulful, and unpretentious collection of stories. I'm grateful for it. -Peter Orner, author of Am I Alone Here?: Notes on Living to Read and Reading to Live