Through a decade of ups and downs and menial jobs, beguilingly neurotic Emma is the lodestone in narrator Gil's life, saving him occasionally from despair, always from boredom. Eventually Gil will make it to Broadway (and to the truth about his acting), Emma will be published, and there will be a consummation of their relationship/5(51). Wilton Barnhardt unreels flashy scene after scene in convincing detail and sharp snappy dialogue Emma Who Saved My Life is the kind of shooting star that will make readers watch the skies eagerly for Barnhardt’s next one.”. Find Emma Who Saved My Life by Barnhardt, Wilton at Biblio. Uncommonly good collectible and rare books from uncommonly good booksellers.
Emma Who Saved My Life Wilton Barnhardt, Author St. Martin's Press $ (0p) ISBN More By and About This Author. OTHER BOOKS. Gospel; Show World. Then Connie Ogle, my friendly competitor at the Miami Herald listed her 50 selections, which you can find here. Xiaolu Guo Emma, Who Saved My Life, Wilton Barnhardt Three Men in a Boat. But thanks to an out-of-left field recommendation, Wilton Barnhardt's EMMA WHO SAVED MY LIFE is just that book, a long, sprawling novel that is the beauty, confusion, danger and joy of coming of age in New York City, Barnhardt, who thus far has only published three novels, the most recent in , is an author I had never heard of.
Wilton Barnhardt's novel of coming of age in New York City brims with energy, surprise, irresistible humor, and the heady rush of youth. Its hero, Gil Freeman, a midwestern aspiring actor, comes to the city in search of stardom—but instead encounters the perils of Alphabet City, the desperation of off-off-off-Broadway theater and the exhilarating, exasperating, absolutely unique Emma, around whom his life comes to turn. A big, funny, engaging, unsentimental and sometimes even wise book Delightful."—New York Post Author of Lookaway, Lookaway Wilton Barnhardt's novel of coming of age in New Yor. Emma Who Saved My Life The first car I ever owned, my Plymouth Duster, and I made our way to New York. Like Gil and Emma, I had to sleep in the car a few times (parked, as in the book, in the NJ Turnpike rest area–eh, it seemed safe enough, there was a bathroom.).
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