The Falconer
A Novel
(Sprache: Englisch)
A New York Times Editor's Choice Pick
"A novel of huge heart and fierce intelligence. It has restored my faith in pretty much everything." -Ann Patchett, #1 New York Times bestselling author of Commonwealth
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"A novel of huge heart and fierce intelligence. It has restored my faith in pretty much everything." -Ann Patchett, #1 New York Times bestselling author of Commonwealth
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A New York Times Editor's Choice Pick "A novel of huge heart and fierce intelligence. It has restored my faith in pretty much everything." -Ann Patchett, #1 New York Times bestselling author of Commonwealth
"[An] electric debut novel...Reader, beware: Spending time with Lucy is unapologetic fun, and heartbreak, and awe as well." -Chloe Malle, The New York Times Book Review
In this "frank, bittersweet coming-of-age story that crackles with raw adolescent energy, fresh-cut prose, and a kinetic sense of place" (Entertainment Weekly), a teenaged tomboy explores love, growing up, and New York City in the early 1990s.
New York, 1993. Street-smart seventeen-year-old Lucy Adler is often the only girl on the public basketball courts. Lucy's inner life is a contradiction. She's by turns quixotic and cynical, insecure and self-possessed, and, despite herself, is in unrequited love with her best friend and pickup teammate, Percy, the rebellious son of a prominent New York family.
As Lucy begins to question accepted notions of success, bristling against her own hunger for male approval, she is drawn into the world of a pair of provocative feminist artists living in what remains of New York's bohemia.
Told with wit and pathos, The Falconer is at once a novel of ideas, a portrait of a time and place, and an ode to the obsessions of youth. In her critically acclaimed debut, Dana Czapnik captures the voice of an unforgettable modern literary heroine, a young woman in the first flush of freedom.
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The ball is a face. Leathered and weathered and pockmarked and laugh lined. No, it's not a face. It's a big round world, with crevices and ravines slithering across tectonic plates. I bounce the world hard on the blacktop, and it comes back into my hand covered with a fine layer of New York City diamond dust-pavement shards, glass, crystallized exhaust from the West Side Highway-and it feels like a man's stubble, or what I imagine stubble might feel like against my palm, and it's a face again. I bounce the face, and it's back in my hand and it's something else. A sun. A red terrestrial planet. An equidimensional spheroid made of cowhide and filled with nitrogen and oxygen. Whatever it is, whatever I imagine it to be, I know it holds some kind of magical power.There's Percy on my periphery. Limbs like a wind chime in a hurricane. He's open in the passing lane. Woo woo s for the ball. But I got this. I've had the touch all game. I'm dribbling the sun nice and low by my ankles, like it's bobbing over and under the horizon. No way am I passing it. Dude guarding me has the sometime goods of a former college baller. A powerful drive to the basket but knees that only work every other play. No match for the sky walker in me. I'm smaller but I'm way quicker, with a scary first step and lean, taut muscles I've got absolute faith in.
I take him on easy. Leave him flat-footed and salty as I blow by. I pull up and launch a rainbow from a spot in the low atmosphere where gravity is diluted. The red planet flies through the chainlink net without touching a thing. As though it's been sucked into the perfect center of a black hole. Thwip. Bounces on the blacktop court nice and gentle. Puts a period on the pickup game win.
My man just stands there, hands on his hips, shaking his head, looking at me. Grinning goofy. Sweat, like, seriously pouring off his face. Inner me is hard-core gloating. But I'm keeping it cool on the outside. I love schooling geezers who mistake me for an
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easy mark.
"Girl," he goes, "you the real thing, you the real thing ," and he takes my hand and pulls my whole body into his, smacks my back three times, giving me a genuine but sweaty bro hug.
There's only one place in the whole universe where a pizza bagel-a Jewish and Italian mutt-girl-might get that exact compliment from a middle-aged black guy: 40 degrees latitude and -73 degrees longitude. Find it on your atlas.
"Ball hog," Percy shouts as he ambles over. Making music as he moves. He dangles his lily-white arm with its random pale brown freckle clusters over my shoulders and whines, "I was open, man."
So was I . But all I do is smirk at him as if to say, Tough shit . Jackass looks even better to me when he's pissed. Even with his patchy, scraggly attempt at a beard and the greasy hair he's growing out from the bowl cut he's had since he was five. Something about that potent combo of sweat and Drakkar Noir and competitiveness just does it for me.
The old dudes leave, citing the obvious excuses: Gotta get home. It's late. The wife. Yeah, whatever. I know the real reason. No fun getting your asses handed to you by a couple of high school kids, especially when one of them is a seventeen-year-old girl.
They take the red spheroid-face-star with them. I met that basketball for the first time only thirty minutes ago but I already know I love it unconditionally, and that it loves me back in a way that no carbon-based life-form ever will. I mourn it as I watch it leave, tucked under my man's arm. I ought not to imbue a ball with so much magic, but when I'm holding one I go from Lucy Adler, invisible girl-lowercase i, lowercase g-to Lucy Adler, Warrior Goddess of Mannahatta, Island of Many Hills. The court is my phone booth. I am transformed.
Percy goes, "I'm up for a little one-on-one action."
Yeah? Me too. But a different kind of action, friend. Sigh . Silly girl-he's not interested.
"Girl," he goes, "you the real thing, you the real thing ," and he takes my hand and pulls my whole body into his, smacks my back three times, giving me a genuine but sweaty bro hug.
There's only one place in the whole universe where a pizza bagel-a Jewish and Italian mutt-girl-might get that exact compliment from a middle-aged black guy: 40 degrees latitude and -73 degrees longitude. Find it on your atlas.
"Ball hog," Percy shouts as he ambles over. Making music as he moves. He dangles his lily-white arm with its random pale brown freckle clusters over my shoulders and whines, "I was open, man."
So was I . But all I do is smirk at him as if to say, Tough shit . Jackass looks even better to me when he's pissed. Even with his patchy, scraggly attempt at a beard and the greasy hair he's growing out from the bowl cut he's had since he was five. Something about that potent combo of sweat and Drakkar Noir and competitiveness just does it for me.
The old dudes leave, citing the obvious excuses: Gotta get home. It's late. The wife. Yeah, whatever. I know the real reason. No fun getting your asses handed to you by a couple of high school kids, especially when one of them is a seventeen-year-old girl.
They take the red spheroid-face-star with them. I met that basketball for the first time only thirty minutes ago but I already know I love it unconditionally, and that it loves me back in a way that no carbon-based life-form ever will. I mourn it as I watch it leave, tucked under my man's arm. I ought not to imbue a ball with so much magic, but when I'm holding one I go from Lucy Adler, invisible girl-lowercase i, lowercase g-to Lucy Adler, Warrior Goddess of Mannahatta, Island of Many Hills. The court is my phone booth. I am transformed.
Percy goes, "I'm up for a little one-on-one action."
Yeah? Me too. But a different kind of action, friend. Sigh . Silly girl-he's not interested.
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Autoren-Porträt von Dana Czapnik
Czapnik, Dana Dana Czapnik is a 2018 NYSCA/NYFA Artist Fellow in Fiction from The New York Foundation for the Arts. In 2017, she was awarded an Emerging Writers Fellowship from the Center for Fiction. Czapnik earned her MFA at Hunter College where she was recognized with a Hertog Fellowship. She's spent most of her career on the editorial side of professional sports including stints at ESPN the Magazine, the United States Tennis Association, and the Arena Football League. A native New Yorker, she lives in Manhattan with her husband and son. The Falconer is her debut novel.
Produktdetails
- Autor: Dana Czapnik
- Altersempfehlung: Ab 14 Jahre
- 2019, 288 Seiten, Masse: 14,7 x 22,1 cm, Gebunden, Englisch
- Verlag: Atria Books
- ISBN-10: 1501193228
- ISBN-13: 9781501193224
- Erscheinungsdatum: 16.01.2019
Sprache:
Englisch
Pressezitat
"[An] electric debut novel... Lucy's fierce first-person point of view is as confident and fearless as she is on the court; she narrates her story with the immediacy and sharpness of a sports commentator, mixed with the pathos and wisdom of a perceptive adolescent charting the perils of her senior year of high school... Reader, beware: Spending time with Lucy is unapologetic fun, and heartbreak, and awe as well." - Chloe Malle, New York Times Book Review "There's so much more going on in The Falconer than "just" basketball, but as folks I know who love the game tell me, this seemingly speedy game slows down for good players: They can see everything happening on the court - every player, every movement, every possibility - with startling clarity. In The Falconer, Dana Czapnik displays this same gift: In bringing Lucy to life, she sees the whole game." -Maureen Corrigan, Fresh Air, NPR
"The writing in Czapnik's debut is sparkling throughout... Coming-of-age in Manhattan may not have been done this brilliantly since Catcher in the Rye. That comparison has been made before, but this time, it's true. Get ready to fall in love." -Kirkus Review (starred)
"In this multicultural starburst of Manhattan past come the triumphs and trials of belonging that are the heartbeat of the novel... With prose that mimics Lucy's athletic skills - at times muscular, at others poetic - author Dana Czapnik glides between biting wit and philosophical musings on the nature of love and being. The book delivers on poignant wisdoms... probing the possibilities of womanhood and belonging." -Rosa Boshier, Los Angeles Review of Books
"This is a rare coming-of-age story so richly told and wholly captivating that Czapnik may in time find herself held up and used as the example of what fine literary writing is all about." -Donna Everhart, New York Journal of Books
"[T]he book is filled with highly caffeinated badass riffs on Manhattan's
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scenery and soul, on feminism and art, on Lucy's generation, and on basketball itself... Lucy's simmering sexuality, her reaction to the male bodies around her, is never off the page for long. After all the books we've read about horny, frustrated adolescent boys, it's nice to get a different perspective... Lucy may come from 1993, but her voice and her energy are just what we need right now." - Marion Winik, Newsday
"A basketball-obsessed tomboy navigates the schoolyard's complex gender politics in this Lady Bird-like love letter to an unconventional girlhood set in 1990s Manhattan." - O Magazine
"Girl meets ball, boy, and world in approximately that order in Dana Czapnik's electrifying debut novel, The Falconer - a frank, bittersweet coming-of-age story that crackles with raw adolescent energy, fresh-cut prose, and a kinetic sense of place." -Leah Greenblatt, Entertainment Weekly
"Smart, tough, an extraordinary athlete, Lucy Adler teeters, zealous and baffled, on the cusp of womanhood. Dana Czapnik's frank heroine has a voice, and a perspective, you won't soon forget. The Falconer is an exhilarating debut." -Claire Messud, author of The Burning Girl and The Woman Upstairs
"A deeply affecting tale of a young woman coming of age in a man's world. All the characters feel authentic and unique, and its protagonist, Lucy Adler, jumps right off the page. I've never read a character quite like her in fiction - a deeply intelligent basketball player with a sharp, incisive take on the changing city and country in which she lives. Lucy's journey into adulthood will be especially resonant with today's readers." -Salman Rushdie, author of The Golden House and Midnight's Children
"An unsentimental education in all that is urgent, soulful and intimate. As much the portrait of an era as it is the portrait of an adolescence, this is a crossover novel that will thrill readers of all generations. The Falconer captures the grueling, exhilarating pathos of one woman's quest to become whole. A wonderful debut." -Colum McCann, author of Thirteen Ways of Looking and Let The Great World Spin
"The Falconer is a novel of huge heart and fierce intelligence. It has restored my faith in pretty much everything." -Ann Patchett, #1 New York Times bestselling author of Commonwealth and co-owner of Parnassus Books
"Meet Lucy Adler. As I read The Falconer, I felt like I'd found a literary cousin of Holden Caulfield--if Holden were a straight-shooting, hip-hop-listening, court-dominating, seventeen-year-old Jewish-Italian girl. Dana Czapnik has crafted a wholly original coming-of-age story. In basketball terms, The Falconer is a fearless three-point shot." -Chloe Benjamin, author of The Immortalists and The Anatomy of Dreams
"Told with a poet's ear and a basketball player's eye and reflexes, The Falconer is an extraordinary book. Czapnik is refreshingly honest and open-eyed about the way money, gender and the demands of the body steer the overwhelming longings and frustrations of being a young woman growing up in the city. Every detail feels true and important, every small observation tells a larger story. A wonderful new talent." -Rivka Galchen, author of Atmospheric Disturbances and American Innovations
"Remember your moony-eyed, slightly awkward 17-year-old self, hesitantly optimistic for the future and bit overwhelmed by the present? Lucy Adler, the ridiculously endearing high school senior (and ridiculously gifted basketball player) at the center of Dana Czapnik's debut novel, will take you back to the days of unrequited crushes with cold, cool boys and philosophical conversations with friends on walks home from school. The Falconer is the new definitive New York coming-of-age story - expect to underline many poignant sentences, as well as dreamy descriptions of the city at night." -Refinery29
"You can try, but you're unlikely to find descriptions of basketball as elegant as those in Dana Czapnik's debut novel... The Falconer offers astute observations on the difficulties women confront when trying to succeed in male-dominated fields. In Lucy, Czapnik has created a great character who refuses to conform to expectations." -Bookpage
"[A] sizzling debut... set in 1993 New York." -Bustle
"This charming coming-of-age story will get no shortage of comparisons to Catcher in the Rye. But Dana Czapnik gives readers a heroine all her own." -CHATELAINE
"Move over Holden Caulfield... there is a new rebel in town. Lucy Adler has taken over as the cynical, smart-talking badass. Soak up the nostalgia of New York in the 90s with Lucy... This coming-of-age novel is one you won't want to miss this year!" -Get Literary
"Probably the most entertaining New York novel I've ever read." -Adam Langer, Forward
"A basketball-obsessed tomboy navigates the schoolyard's complex gender politics in this Lady Bird-like love letter to an unconventional girlhood set in 1990s Manhattan." - O Magazine
"Girl meets ball, boy, and world in approximately that order in Dana Czapnik's electrifying debut novel, The Falconer - a frank, bittersweet coming-of-age story that crackles with raw adolescent energy, fresh-cut prose, and a kinetic sense of place." -Leah Greenblatt, Entertainment Weekly
"Smart, tough, an extraordinary athlete, Lucy Adler teeters, zealous and baffled, on the cusp of womanhood. Dana Czapnik's frank heroine has a voice, and a perspective, you won't soon forget. The Falconer is an exhilarating debut." -Claire Messud, author of The Burning Girl and The Woman Upstairs
"A deeply affecting tale of a young woman coming of age in a man's world. All the characters feel authentic and unique, and its protagonist, Lucy Adler, jumps right off the page. I've never read a character quite like her in fiction - a deeply intelligent basketball player with a sharp, incisive take on the changing city and country in which she lives. Lucy's journey into adulthood will be especially resonant with today's readers." -Salman Rushdie, author of The Golden House and Midnight's Children
"An unsentimental education in all that is urgent, soulful and intimate. As much the portrait of an era as it is the portrait of an adolescence, this is a crossover novel that will thrill readers of all generations. The Falconer captures the grueling, exhilarating pathos of one woman's quest to become whole. A wonderful debut." -Colum McCann, author of Thirteen Ways of Looking and Let The Great World Spin
"The Falconer is a novel of huge heart and fierce intelligence. It has restored my faith in pretty much everything." -Ann Patchett, #1 New York Times bestselling author of Commonwealth and co-owner of Parnassus Books
"Meet Lucy Adler. As I read The Falconer, I felt like I'd found a literary cousin of Holden Caulfield--if Holden were a straight-shooting, hip-hop-listening, court-dominating, seventeen-year-old Jewish-Italian girl. Dana Czapnik has crafted a wholly original coming-of-age story. In basketball terms, The Falconer is a fearless three-point shot." -Chloe Benjamin, author of The Immortalists and The Anatomy of Dreams
"Told with a poet's ear and a basketball player's eye and reflexes, The Falconer is an extraordinary book. Czapnik is refreshingly honest and open-eyed about the way money, gender and the demands of the body steer the overwhelming longings and frustrations of being a young woman growing up in the city. Every detail feels true and important, every small observation tells a larger story. A wonderful new talent." -Rivka Galchen, author of Atmospheric Disturbances and American Innovations
"Remember your moony-eyed, slightly awkward 17-year-old self, hesitantly optimistic for the future and bit overwhelmed by the present? Lucy Adler, the ridiculously endearing high school senior (and ridiculously gifted basketball player) at the center of Dana Czapnik's debut novel, will take you back to the days of unrequited crushes with cold, cool boys and philosophical conversations with friends on walks home from school. The Falconer is the new definitive New York coming-of-age story - expect to underline many poignant sentences, as well as dreamy descriptions of the city at night." -Refinery29
"You can try, but you're unlikely to find descriptions of basketball as elegant as those in Dana Czapnik's debut novel... The Falconer offers astute observations on the difficulties women confront when trying to succeed in male-dominated fields. In Lucy, Czapnik has created a great character who refuses to conform to expectations." -Bookpage
"[A] sizzling debut... set in 1993 New York." -Bustle
"This charming coming-of-age story will get no shortage of comparisons to Catcher in the Rye. But Dana Czapnik gives readers a heroine all her own." -CHATELAINE
"Move over Holden Caulfield... there is a new rebel in town. Lucy Adler has taken over as the cynical, smart-talking badass. Soak up the nostalgia of New York in the 90s with Lucy... This coming-of-age novel is one you won't want to miss this year!" -Get Literary
"Probably the most entertaining New York novel I've ever read." -Adam Langer, Forward
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