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Await Your Reply

by Dan Chaon
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  • Publisher: Ballantine Books
  • Publishing date: 01/06/2010
  • Language: English
  • ISBN-13: 9780345476036
  • ISBN: 0345476034

Synopsis

Book Description
The lives of three strangers interconnect in unforeseen ways--and with unexpected consequences--in acclaimed author Dan Chaon’s gripping, brilliantly written new novel.

Longing to get on with his life, Miles Cheshire nevertheless can’t stop searching for his troubled twin brother, Hayden, who has been missing for ten years. Hayden has covered his tracks skillfully, moving stealthily from place to place, managing along the way to hold down various jobs and seem, to the people he meets, entirely normal. But some version of the truth is always concealed.

A few days after graduating from high school, Lucy Lattimore sneaks away from the small town of Pompey, Ohio, with her charismatic former history teacher. They arrive in Nebraska, in the middle of nowhere, at a long-deserted motel next to a dried-up reservoir, to figure out the next move on their path to a new life. But soon Lucy begins to feel quietly uneasy.

My whole life is a lie, thinks Ryan Schuyler, who has recently learned some shocking news. In response, he walks off the Northwestern University campus, hops on a bus, and breaks loose from his existence, which suddenly seems abstract and tenuous. Presumed dead, Ryan decides to remake himself--through unconventional and precarious means.

Await Your Reply is a literary masterwork with the momentum of a thriller, an unforgettable novel in which pasts are invented and reinvented and the future is both seductively uncharted and perilously unmoored.


Amazon Exclusive: Dan Chaon on Await Your Reply

People sometimes ask me, "What was your inspiration for this book?" Which is a harder question to answer than you would think.

I always wish that a novel would just pop into my head, fully formed, laid out like a blueprint of a house, and all I had to do was follow the instruction manual. But it never seems to work out this way. Instead, it feels as if you got dropped off in some wilderness area with the vague knowledge of what a house looks like, and so you began to gather materials... rocks and acorns and pieces of wood and so forth. Will it all hold together? Keep your fingers crossed.

In the case of Await Your Reply, the building materials came from random and unpredictable places. I gathered inspiration from songs; from weird, sketchy images that I’d write down in a notebook. ("Possible plot: severed hand in ice cooler?"); from spam e-mails (one of which gave the book its title); from odd news items I came across (the drying-up of a lake in Nebraska where I spent many childhood vacations.)

And of course I got inspiration from books. Maybe more than from anything else, this book can trace its roots back to my childhood, to the stories and novels that I loved when I was a child. I grew up in a very tiny town in Western Nebraska, one of those villages of the great plains that grew up alongside the Union Pacific railroad line, with a tower of a grain elevator at the center and a little smatter of houses around it. Population, approximately 50. I was the only kid my age in town, and so I spent a lot of time by myself, "sitting around with my nose in a book," as my grandmother said.

My grandmother imagined that a healthy childhood involved a lot of running around coltishly and hearty eating and cheerful chore-doing. Maybe hunting rabbits in my spare time or building a treehouse.

Instead, I skulked about. I found a shady corner out by the lilac bushes, or in one of the abandoned sheds on our neighbor’s property, or in the high weeds and hills that lay out beyond town, and I stuck my nose in one unsavory book after another.

My grandmother wasn’t completely opposed to reading, but when she looked at the titles and covers of the books I liked, she frowned. Here was We Have Always Lived in the Castle by Shirley Jackson, about a lonely girl whose entire family was murdered; here was The Other by Thomas Tryon, about a boy and his evil twin. Here were stories by H.P. Lovecraft and Daphne Du Maurier, and anthologies that were ostensibly edited by Alfred Hitchcock: Alfred Hitchcock’s Haunted Houseful. Alfred Hitchcock’s Ghostly Gallery. Alfred Hitchcock’s Stories to Read with the Lights On. I can’t say why, exactly, I was drawn to such creepy, sinister stories, but I do remember how much I loved the sense of dread and anticipation they evoked, the way I myself longed for the urgency of hidden secrets, how much I liked the idea that the ordinary world was not really ordinary once you peeked below the surface.

As I got older, I read such books less and less. In college, I developed a taste for the short fiction of Raymond Carver and Tobias Wolff and Alice Munro, and I gravitated toward the novels of Nabokov and Henry James and Julio Cortazar.

Still, I found myself turning back to those childhood favorites in recent years--not least because I had kids of my own, boys who were going through the same intense love of the creepy and sinister and fantastic. But I also felt as if I was reconnecting with old friends. If you’re an avid reader, and a book gets under your skin, it can affect you as intensely as a real human relationship, it lingers with you for your whole life, and there is always this desire to re-experience that amazing sense of connection you get from those authors you loved in the past.

Thinking back, I can see how Await Your Reply really started back in childhood--with that longing for mystery and suspense and secrets and surprises. In many ways, this novel is a love letter to those books that I couldn’t get enough of as a kid, and maybe a love letter to the kid that I once was. Here’s the book that I was vaguely dreaming about, though it’s also maybe a warning. Be careful what you wish for.--Don Chaon

(Photo © Philip Chaon)


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  • Intriguing!
    From Amazon

    A brother has been missing 10 years, a student has run off with her teacher, and another has just discovered that he was adopted. The intersection of these three events and people produce a novel about identity and dependence that changes their lives.

  • Wouldn't recommend
    From Amazon

    I was disappointed. Nothing happens in the book. I kept waiting for the action to start, but the book isn't long enough to develop any real or meaningful characters/motives. The author is a professor of Creative Writing. Perhaps I just don't "get" whatever theme of identity Chaon was playing at. Entertainment Weekly Magazine gave this book an A-. I would give it an F.

  • A Literary Thriller to Remember....
    From Amazon

    Chaon uses the themes of identity and loss (who are we? what makes us, after all, who we are?) to weave a literary thriller that will impress the most cynical of readers. Three individuals - on the surface unconnected - blend together with numerous plot twists that are not contrived or awkward. Indeed, Chaon is deft with his words and the story grabs you and doesn't let go until the last page. Longlisted for the National Book Award, this book defies the genre and is well worth your time!

  • Almost...
    From Amazon

    Clever plot and disturbed characters make for an enjoyable and slightly uncomfortable read. There were sections that certainly made me think about my own life and identity, but overall I was not completely hooked/pulled in.

  • Great Atmosphere, Decent Mystery
    From Amazon

    In this unusual book, the author quickly establishes three remarkable plot lines, each with its own potential as a great story. From a plot perspective, the development of these stories from that point, is slow and stunted. The author's roots as a short story writer show, as the plots in each story are not really developed with the depth of a novel. Instead, the reward as we alternate between them is the atmosphere, the settings, the writing (all universally strong) and some of the contemplations on the meaning of identity. These last were sufficient to be thought-provoking, particularly within the book's Chandleresque atmosphere. The author himself was adopted and notes in an afterward that thoughts about identity and self-reinvention have long occupied him. For myself, this book's view of the meaning and possibility of shedding one's skin, changing identity, and what "soul" of one's self would always remain. . . well, I was not persuaded. The vision is, however, interestingly evoked. The book also works pretty well as a page-turner. The interesting characters and ambient dread keep you going, and there are several Twilight Zone moments of tingle as an event recounted earlier is revealed in a new light from the perspective of a different character. All in all, an engaging ride.

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