One cafe is good for conversing, but won't do, because everyone can hear what you're saying.
People wave from the grocery parking lot.
Guterson, more than anyone, has put them on the map. It is a vivid, luminous book about a heart surgeon who intends to commit suicide on a hunting trip. In the fall, publishers clearly hope for that synergy that occurs when the movie-going public gets a taste of an author who heretofore has made the acquaintance of only book lovers. They seemed to know - it was better not to do that. But I really feel like I wrote 'Snow Falling on Cedars' in a learning phase, struggling with the conventions of fiction.