What We Talk About When We Talk About The Suburbs

From a NY Times piece on the resurgence of the suburban genre.

Heading Home to Adultery and Angst; A New Generation of Authors Discovers the Suburbs

Alcohol flows through these novels like a seductive potion: not just in Cheever, with his lonely, hungover husbands, but in David Gates’s bleak novels ”Jernigan” and ”Preston Falls,” in which everyone is either an alcoholic or a druggie or both. And where would the suburban novel be without adultery? The sharp tang of sex is everywhere, an anodyne and occasionally the way to transcendence.

Sunday can’t come soon enough.

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   “gloomily surveying the well-kept lawns and the empty swimming pools and wondering where all the action had gone.”

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