Excerpt from Swann by Carol Shields, plus links to reviews, author biography & more

Usually, afterwards, the whole bunch of us goes off for a beer. In the taproom on Sixty-second we create a painterly scene, an oil portrait -- women sitting in a circle, dark coats thrown over the backs of chairs, earrings swinging, elbows and shoulders keeping the composition lively, glasses held thoughtfully to thoughtful lips, rolling eyes, bawdiness, erudition.

They forget what time it is. They forget where they are -- that they're sitting in a taproom on Sixty-second in the city of Chicago in the fall of the year in the twentieth century. They're too busy talking, thinking, defining terms, revising history, plotting their term papers, their theses, and their lives so that no matter what happens they'll keep barrelling along that lucent dotted line they've decided must lead to the future.

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