Like Mississippi River humidity, the sweat and the factory smoke of Baton Rouge, Louisiana, pervade Tim Parrish's fiction.
His characters in these nine working-class stories are by no means good-ole-boy clichés. These are blue-collar, urban southerners, trying to "do good"--or at least to find ways of doing less damage to themselves, their coworkers, and loved ones. They are always on the verge of disasters that emanate from the hard living they endure in the city they call "Red Stick."
Five of these stories follow a family from the face-to-face racial tensions of the 1960s through the distant CNN blare of the Persian Gulf War. Plotting a family's history--the ups and downs of a Vietnam vet, a mother with lupus, and a sensitive boy striving to understand his parents and neighbors--this quintet has the satisfying arc of a novella.
Other stories light the panorama of Baton Rouge with a refinery-fire glow. In "Roustabout" a New Wave rocker joins an oil platform crew and loses his heart to a woman engineer
and a male crewman. In "Smell of a Car" a pipe-supply worker tries to aid a gunshot victim and his daughter, only to find his own life is in shambles. In "After the River" wayward lovers find meaning in the midst of a catastrophic flood.
The absurd complexities of life in industrial south Louisiana propel these stories. Each is connected by Parrish's unique sense of Baton Rouge as an Old South city made exotic and forbidding by its New South problems--crack houses and handguns, layoffs and grinding wages, pollution and isolation.
War, hard times, and a landscape always on the edge of apocalypse from flood and fire haunt the children and working stiffs of his stories. Parrish captures the ironic humor of people who live on oozing ground near a horizon that burns at night. His Louisiana is bizarre and beautiful, tragic and hilarious.
