Kevin Clouther

We Were Flying to Chicago Kevin Clouther

"Kevin Clouther's collection of wry, funny, big-hearted stories is utterly satisfying and unexpected, like scratching an itch you didn't know you had."--Rebecca Johns

"Kevin Clouther's remarkable collection illustrates, page by page, the unique joys of reading short fiction. By turns subversive and poignant, darkly humorous and deeply moving, these ten stories show us the author's expansive range and the heart that drives his imagination. Clouther's beautifully rendered characters will stay with you long after you've finished the book--you'll see them on the street, in the office, in your mirror. "--Bret Anthony Johnston

The phone rang. I picked it up, and the voice roared into my right ear. I said, What do you want? What do you want? I said this five, six, seven times, and then I hung up the telephone. It didn't ring again, which made me irrationally proud. This ended up depressing me. Nervously, I looked for something to pick up and then drop. I picked up an empty coffee mug, but it felt too light. This wasn't my desk. This wasn't even my building.

In this striking debut collection, characters find unexpected moments of profound insight while navigating the monotony of daily life. Here we find a man who drives to the wrong mountain, a hubcap cleaner who moonlights as a karaoke star, and a deliveryman whose urgent letters have no willing recipient. While lulled by the deceptively simple rhythm of the ordinary, Kevin Clouther offers the instant before momentous change--the view over the cliff, the intake of breath before a decision, a glimpse of stark vulnerability, of faith and hope.

Kevin Clouther was born in Boston, Massachusetts, and grew up on Cape Cod and in South Florida. He holds degrees from the University of Virginia and Iowa Writers' Workshop, where he completed his thesis under Marilynne Robinson. He teaches creative writing at Stony Brook University, where he coordinates the program in writing and reading series, and at Johns Hopkins. He lives in Floral Park, New York.