Wondering whether Nabokov might have left any unpublished manuscripts
behind and if so, did they have baseball themes? If anyone reading this
knows the answer, please check the files to see if there's a manuscript
for a novel named Chance. . . . It's a very good one, full of wit,
good humor, and baseball. And if you don't care about the latter, take
the advice the book offers in its first paragraph and 'Read it anyway.
There's other stuff in it, too.' -Allen Barra, The Palm Beach Post
An excerpt
Okay, here's the deal. This is a book about a baseball player. Do you
care? If you don't care, read it anyway. There's some other stuff in it,
too. Chance Caine. Recognize the name? Well, he wants me, an old weird
guy poet, to write his story. Why? I'll tell you why. He has made
rhythmic marks on paper himself. Some of his efforts aren't even dreck.
You can judge for yourself in a minute. He took a class. I gave him an
A. So one day he comes to me with a load of scrapbooks, diaries, videos.
He says, Here's my life. How would you like to write my book? I say, The
thing I make will be the thing I make. I talk like that on purpose
sometimes. Art is a conscious attempt at nonverbal communication. Okay?
Okay. I lie to convey truth. I lie to make the story better. I am a
lying guy. What can I say? I want to write this story. There may be
money in it. Why lie? Okay, there's another reason. I gave my students
an assignment to write a short short short story no longer than ten
sentences. Mr. Caine wrote:
The Angry Fish
The fish hurled himself into the boat slashing left and right with fins,
teeth, and daggers. Blood spurted from the severed limbs of the
screaming crew. The fish turned a final somersault, stood on its tail on
the rail, and shreiked in trembling rage, Vengeance is mine, haa ha haaa
ha! ! ! Then he dove under the waves and was gone.
The End
What the I graded it A and from then on leaned back a little in my chair
when he walked by. I leaned back further after I had read his science
fiction slash fantasy effort a few weeks later. You'll see that one,
too, in time. Who is this guy? Let's see if I can answer that question.
So what
