Humanist, humorist, satirist: George Saunders writes stories that don't fit neatly into categories. They can be grotesque and also touching, sad and weird, delightful, horrible, fantastical and strange. Sometimes they're all those things at once.
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His new short story collection, "Tenth of December," has just spent its second week on the L.A. Times bestseller list. Times book critic David L. Ulin writes, "What the book at its best achieves is a vivid synergy between the ridiculous culture we have built for ourselves and the heartbreak and longing of our inner lives."
Ulin continues: "We want to belong, Saunders is saying, we want to be better people, and yet we cannot get out from under the day-to-day. Or, as the narrator of 'Home' — an Iraq war vet on the run from unspecified crimes — puts it: 'Then suddenly something softened in me, maybe at the sight of Ma so weak, and I dropped my head and waded all docile into that crowd of know-nothings, thinking, Okay, okay, you sent me, now bring me back. Find some way to bring me back ... or you are the sorriest bunch of bastards the world has ever known.'"