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Original Title:	Hard Rain Falling
ISBN:	1590173244 (ISBN13: 9781590173244)
Edition Language:	English
Setting:	Portland, Oregon(United States) California(United States)

Hard Rain Falling Paperback | Pages: 308 pages

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Title	:	Hard Rain Falling
Author	:	Don Carpenter
Book Format	:	Paperback
Book Edition	:	Anniversary Edition
Pages	:	Pages: 308 pages
Published	:	September 8th 2009 by NYRB Classics (first published 1964)
Categories	:	Fiction. Mystery. Crime. Literature. American. Novels

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Don Carpenter's Hard Rain Falling is a tough-as-nails account of being down and out, but never down for good-a Dostoyevskian tale of crime, punishment, and the pursuit of an ever-elusive redemption. The novel follows the adventures of Jack Levitt, an orphaned teenager living off his wits in the fleabag hotels and seedy pool halls of Portland, Oregon. Jack befriends Billy Lancing, a young black runaway and pool hustler extraordinaire. A heist gone wrong gets Jack sent to reform school, from which he emerges embittered by abuse and solitary confinement. In the meantime Billy has joined the middle class: married, fathered a son, acquired a business and a mistress. But neither Jack nor Billy can escape their troubled pasts, and they will meet again in San Quentin before their strange double drama comes to a violent and revelatory end.

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I found this a deeply affecting novel. The book blurb says it's a "Dostoyevskian tale of crime, punishment, and the pursuit of an ever-elusive redemption," but Jack Levitt, the protagonist, is far from feeling the psychological guilt of Raskolnikov in Crime and Punishment. Abandoned in an orphanage in Portland, Oregon, he pursues a life of crime and ends up naked in an isolation cell for four months and three days without light (in a scene so eerie that I doubt I'll ever forget it). There is no

First published in 1966, Don Carpenter's hard-hitting existential tale of young hustlers follows the adventures of Jack Levitt, an orphaned teenager living off his wits in the fleabag hotels and seedy pool halls of Portland, Oregon. Jack befriends Billy Lancing, a young black runaway and pool hustler extraordinaire. Both young men were destined for different paths after a heist goes tragically wrong. Jack gets sent to reform school, from which he emerges embittered by abuse and solitary

He was legally a fugitive from the orphanage, and in that sense he was wanted. He did not feel wanted---he felt very unwanted. He had desires, and nobody was going to drop out of the sky to satisfy them. He tried to milk a little self-pity out of this thought, but it did not work: he had to recognize that he preferred his singularity, his freedom. All right. He knew what he wanted. He wanted money. He wanted a piece of ass. He wanted a big dinner, with all the trimmings. He wanted a bottle of

Wanting is not the same as having; having is not the same as making.You can love and love, never saying the word, never getting eye-to-eye with the core of your need and gift, and be no closer to the beloved than bodies can get. Only children can be utterly consuming love objects, though far too often they aren't. And lovers? Far too scary to love unguardedly, I think, but most don't even get near to the guardrails before swerving back to the middle of the road.It's the carnage from their

Where has THIS oddity been hiding since its inception in the 60's? NYRB is certainly to be commended for doing all the hard work and finding gold chips in the salsa for us. Not that I found it Nirvana. Just nervy for its day. It's a pool (billiards, I mean) book, a prison book, and an echoes-of-Hemingway book all in one. Let's start with the hustling.Carpenter has done some time in a pool hall or two. With the character of Billy Lancing, he captures the thrill of the kill (as in, killing suckers

Don Carpenters Hard Rain Falling is the best novel Ive read this year. Originally published in 1966, and long out of print, it has been brought back to readers in a handsome trade paperback edition by the New York Review Books Classics imprint, with a thoughtful introduction by current crime writing doyen George Pelecanos. The book is epic in scope, covering over three decades of eventful action, from late 1920s subsistence horse ranches to the San Francisco of the early 60s, on the cusp of the

If youve exhausted John Williams small body of work, this is for you. Christ. Fucking masterpiece of restraint, all told with the objectivity of reportage (classical, not modern). The timbre makes the MANY blows antiseptic, and all the better for it. This is how real lives are led. Invisibly. Puffs of smoke that take human form briefly and dissolve. Its why you see people appearing to hug themselvesits an optical illusion. You just cant see their ghosts. Nor can I. Nor they ours. And by my age,