

For a range of personal and professional reasons I stopped writing imaginatively for about a decade during my forties before deciding to reinvent myself as a writer five years ago by undertaking a non-fiction project - a book-length study of the lyrics of Bob Dylan called 'Perfect Stranger' - which is now complete. Through the 70s, 80s and 90s I placed individual poems, essays and freelance journalism with magazines and newspapers in Australia (Brisbane Courier-Mail, Canberra Times, Carrionflower Writ, Education Quarterly, Hermes, Mattoid, New England Review, Outrider, Poetry Australia, Prints, Salt, Melbourne Sun, Verandah, Voices, Wasteland, Weekend Australian), Canada (Toronto Globe & Mail), Jordan (Ad-Dustour, Jordan Times, The Star, Royal Wings), New Zealand (Christchurch Press), Turkey (Hello Istanbul, Littera, TEFL Turkey Reporter, Turkish Daily News), the United Kingdom (Acumen, Envoi, Odyssey, Ore) and the United States (Deus Loci, Snow Apple). Many years ago I was involved briefly in the poetry scene in Melbourne, self-publishing an early collection of poems called 'The Flowers of Impotence' in 1983 and then having a chapbook called 'Cavafy’s Room' published by Nosukumo Press out of Labassa in Caulfield in 1987. I have also taught overseas for the ISTEK Vakfi in Istanbul, Turkey, and the Amman Baccalaureate School in Jordan. Over the years I have taught at Frankston High School, Haileybury and McKinnon Secondary College in the south-eastern suburbs. I am a senior English and Literature teacher and writer living in Melbourne.

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His dislike of Sasha’s script for a TV series threatens the future of that project and Sasha’s financial future. His very presence is disruptive his charisma makes everyone self-conscious. The handsome star of several mass-market films, he confesses unprompted that he “always wanted to play the self-entitled professor who comes to visit Vanya and his family” in the Chekhov play. Then the stranger comes to town: an Actor, whose actual name isn’t used until the end. Vinod has been romantically attracted to Karen for a long time, and being together revives that tension. Karen and the precocious “Nat” (as Natasha prefers to be called) develop an instant bond, as if they were parent and child. Love blossoms between different characters. Dee is a best-selling author, a former student of Sasha’s, whose writing and public persona grow out of her origins among poor Southern whites. Ed comes from a wealthy Korean family and spends a lot of time traveling for pleasure. Vinod, a native of Gujarat, has been a friend of Sasha’s since high school and was once an academic and an aspiring writer. Karen has made a fortune from a dating app called Tröö Emotions, a high-tech “elixir of love” which makes a couple fall in love when they look at subtly altered photos of each other. They’ve known one another for decades, but it’s been a while since they were together. Their four guests are their dearest friends. It’s the Hudson Valley estate of Sasha Senderovsky, a one-time professor Masha Senderovsky, a doctor and therapist and their adoptive eight-year-old daughter, Natasha. Like Chekhov’s Uncle Vanya, a play about disappointment and disenchantment, this story takes place in a country house with Russian proprietors, though in this case the Russians are Jews. Above all, it is a deeply humane appreciation of friendship and love. Gary Shteyngart’s magnificent new novel is many things: a satire of the creative class, a roundelay of romance, a meditation on contemporary America, and an account of COVID quarantine.
