John Moncure Wetterau

Wild, Hard, Sweet (eBook, ePUB)

• Format: ePub

Produktbeschreibung

This is a story of two young mavericks bucking the system. Harry is smart, arrogant, and ambitious, in deep competition with his father, Ben George, who is smooth and successful. Harry made money selling marijuana in college; after graduation he decides to expand the business. He makes a big buy and hires Charley to help with the delivery, coming by boat to a lonely Maine cove. Charley is Harry's age, a local high school sports hero, a natural---amiable and good looking.
The shipment arrives after dark, but the cops have been tipped off and are staked out. Charley escapes the bust, diving into the water. Harry surrenders. Charley makes his way to Savannah, then to San Francisco and Hawaii, while Harry depends on his family connections and money to get him off without having to serve hard time.
Charley acquires a new identity in Hawaii. Harry is sentenced to a large fine and community service. He bribes his way out of the service after his first day and turns his energies to scoring real estate deals. Charley drives a taxi in Honolulu and falls in love. Harry marries and has an affair with a relative of a mobster who warns him away.
The story follows the two as their lives intersect dramatically. Each must face a hard choice. The writing is clear, often funny, and always believable. If you'd like to spend some time in Honolulu or on the Maine coast, Wild, Hard, Sweet will take you there.

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Produktdetails

• Verlag: John Moncure Wetterau
• Erscheinungstermin: 13. Januar 2013
• Englisch
• ISBN-13: 9781301409891
• Artikelnr.: 70402529

Autorenporträt

Born in Greenwich Village, New York City, but raised, mostly, by my grandparents in Woodstock, a small town in the Catskill mountains. Midway through sophomore year at Hamilton College, an inner voice said, "Get out!" It seemed crazy, but I knew it was the right thing to do. A fraternity brother told me I'd have no trouble finding work on the shrimp boats in Key West.

A friend and I hitchhiked south. Near the New Jersey line we got a ride with another young guy, Pete. "Where you headed?"

"Florida."

"Me, too." He told us that he'd gotten up before dawn in a small Vermont town, thrown clothes and a baseball glove in the trunk, left a note on his girlfriend's porch, and taken off. We rocked on down the coast, listening to Brenda Lee, getting warmer each day.

I left my friends near Miami and went on to Key West. When I got there, I walked to the harbor and asked for a job on the first boat I found that had anyone on board. The captain said, "Shrimp season's over, kid." I think he felt sorry for me. He pointed to a rusty shrimper across the water. "He might take you."

I picked up my bag and ran around to the other jetty, arriving just as the boat began to pull away. A man on deck was doing something with a cable. He wore a sweatshirt and had a two-day growth. "I'm looking for work," I shouted over the engine.

"You a winch man?"

The winch occupied a large part of the deck, a complicated assembly of giant gears and levers. The strip of water below my feet widened. It was jump or forget it. I had a vision of winching the boat upside down in the Gulf. I shook my head and walked to the Southern Cross Hotel, a wooden building with white peeling paint and a sign declaring, The Southernmost Hotel in the United States.

I wrote it down in a notebook and have been writing ever since. Along the way I served in the Air Force, earned a degree in computer science from the University of Hawaii, married twice, and raised children. The adventures, the loves and betrayals, the teachers, the lessons---they are in my stories and poems, where, like all writers, I have tried to make of my deeper bio something worthwhile.