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A compelling novel of desire, secrecy, and sexual identity, is a story of unfulfilled lovetormented, funny, and affectingand an impassioned embrace of our sexual differences. Billy, the bisexual narrator and main character of In One Person, tells the tragicomic story (lasting more than half a century) of his life as a sexual suspect, a phrase first used by John Irving in 1978 in his landmark novel of terminal cases, The World According to Garp. His most political novel since and , John Irvings is a poignant tribute to Billys friends and loversa theatrical cast of characters who defy category and convention. Not least, In One Person is an intimate and unforgettable portrait of the solitariness of a bisexual man who is dedicated to making himself worthwhile. * * * This tender exploration of nascent desire, of love and loss, manages to be sweeping, brilliant, political, provocative, tragic, and funnyit is precisely the kind of astonishing alchemy we associate with a John Irving novel. The unfolding of the AIDS epidemic in the United States in the 80s was the defining moment for me as a physician. With my patients deaths, almost always occurring in the prime of life, I would find myself cataloging the other lossesnamely, what these people might have offered society had they lived the full measure of their days: their art, their literature, the children they might have raised. is the novel that for me will define that era. A profound truth is arrived at in these pages. It is Irving at his most daring, at his most ambitious. It is America and American writing, both at their very best. ABRAHAM VERGHESE is a novel that makes you proud to be human. It is a book that not only accepts but also loves our differences. From the beginning of his career, Irving has always cherished our peculiaritiesin a fierce, not a saccharine, way. Now he has extended his sympathiesand oursstill further into areas that even the misfits eschew. Anthropologists say that the interstitialwhatever lies between two familiar oppositesis usually declared either taboo or sacred. John Irving in this magnificent novelhis best and most passionate since has sacralized what lies between polarizing genders and orientations. And have I mentioned it is also a gripping page-turner and a beautifully constructed work of art? EDMUND WHITE

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John Irving

IN ONE PERSON

A Novel

For Sheila Heffernon and David Rowland

and in memory of Tony Richardson

Thus play I in one person many people,
And none contented.

WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, Richard II

Chapter 1

AN UNSUCCESSFUL CASTING CALL

Im going to begin by telling you about Miss Frost. While I say to everyone that I became a writer because I read a certain novel by Charles Dickens at the formative age of fifteen, the truth is I was younger than that when I first met Miss Frost and imagined having sex with her, and this moment of my sexual awakening also marked the fitful birth of my imagination. We are formed by what we desire. In less than a minute of excited, secretive longing, I desired to become a writer and to have sex with Miss Frostnot necessarily in that order.

I met Miss Frost in a library. I like libraries, though I have difficulty pronouncing the wordboth the plural and the singular. It seems there are certain words I have considerable trouble pronouncing: nouns, for the most partpeople, places, and things that have caused me preternatural excitement, irresolvable conflict, or utter panic. Well, that is the opinion of various voice teachers and speech therapists and psychiatrists whove treated mealas, without success. In elementary school, I was held back a grade due to severe speech impairmentsan overstatement. Im now in my late sixties, almost seventy; Ive ceased to be interested in the cause of my mispronunciations. (Not to put too fine a point on it, but fuck the etiology.)

I dont even try to say the etiology word, but I can manage to struggle through a comprehensible mispronunciation of library or librariesthe botched word emerging as an unknown fruit. (Liberry, or liberries, I saythe way children do.)

Its all the more ironic that my first library was undistinguished. This was the public library in the small town of First Sister, Vermonta compact red-brick building on the same street where my grandparents lived. I lived in their house on River Streetuntil I was fifteen, when my mom remarried. My mother met my stepfather in a play.

The towns amateur theatrical society was called the First Sister Players; for as far back as I can remember, I saw all the plays in our towns little theater. My mom was the prompterif you forgot your lines, she told you what to say. (It being an amateur theater, there were a lot of forgotten lines.) For years, I thought the prompter was one of the actorssomeone mysteriously offstage, and not in costume, but a necessary contributor to the dialogue.

My stepfather was a new actor in the First Sister Players when my mother met him. He had come to town to teach at Favorite River Academythe almost-prestigious private school, which was then all boys. For much of my young life (most certainly, by the time I was ten or eleven), I must have known that eventually, when I was old enough, I would go to the academy. There was a more modern and better-lit library at the prep school, but the public library in the town of First Sister was my first library, and the librarian there was my first librarian. (Incidentally, Ive never had any trouble saying the librarian word.)

Needless to say, Miss Frost was a more memorable experience than the library. Inexcusably, it was long after meeting her that I learned her first name. Everyone called her Miss Frost, and she seemed to me to be my moms ageor a little youngerwhen I belatedly got my first library card and met her. My aunt, a most imperious person, had told me that Miss Frost used to be very good-looking, but it was impossible for me to imagine that Miss Frost could ever have been better-looking than she was when I met hernotwithstanding that, even as a kid, all I did was imagine things. My aunt claimed that the available men in the town used to fall all over themselves when they met Miss Frost. When one of them got up the nerve to introduce himselfto actually tell Miss Frost his namethe then-beautiful librarian would look at him coldly and icily say, My name is Miss Frost. Never been married, never want to be.

With that attitude, Miss Frost was still unmarried when I met her; inconceivably, to me, the available men in the town of First Sister had long stopped introducing themselves to her.

THE CRUCIAL DICKENS NOVELthe one that made me want to be a writer, or so Im always sayingwas Great Expectations. Im sure I was fifteen, both when I first read it and when I first reread it. I know this was before I began to attend the academy, because I got the book from the First Sister town librarytwice. I wont forget the day I showed up at the library to take that book out a second time; Id never wanted to reread an entire novel before.

Miss Frost gave me a penetrating look. At the time, I doubt I was as tall as her shoulders. Miss Frost was once what they call statuesque, my aunt had told me, as if even Miss Frosts height and shape existed only in the past. (She was forever statuesque to me.)

Miss Frost was a woman with an erect posture and broad shoulders, though it was chiefly her small but pretty breasts that got my attention. In seeming contrast to her mannish size and obvious physical strength, Miss Frosts breasts had a newly developed appearancethe improbable but budding look of a young girls. I couldnt understand how it was possible for an older woman to have achieved this look, but surely her breasts had seized the imagination of every teenage boy whod encountered her, or so I believed when I met herwhen was it?in 1955. Furthermore, you must understand that Miss Frost never dressed suggestively, at least not in the imposed silence of the forlorn First Sister Public Library; day or night, no matter the hour, there was scarcely anyone there.

I had overheard my imperious aunt say (to my mother): Miss Frost is past an age where training bras suffice. At thirteen, Id taken this to mean thatin my judgmental aunts opinionMiss Frosts bras were all wrong for her breasts, or vice versa. I thought not! And the entire time I was internally agonizing over my and my aunts different fixations with Miss Frosts breasts, the daunting librarian went on giving me the aforementioned penetrating look.

Id met her at thirteen; at this intimidating moment, I was fifteen, but given the invasiveness of Miss Frosts long, lingering stare, it felt like a two-year penetrating look to me. Finally she said, in regard to my wanting to read Great Expectations again, Youve already read this one, William.

Yes, I loved it, I told herthis in lieu of blurting out, as I almost did, that I loved her. She was austerely formalthe first person to unfailingly address me as William. I was always called Bill, or Billy, by my family and friends.

I wanted to see Miss Frost wearing only her bra, which (in my interfering aunts view) offered insufficient restraint. Yet, in lieu of blurting out such an indiscretion as that, I said: I want to reread Great Expectations. (Not a word about my premonition that Miss Frost had made an impression on me that would be no less devastating than the one that Estella makes on poor Pip.)

So soon? Miss Frost asked. You read Great Expectations only a month ago!

I cant wait to reread it, I said.

There are a lot of books by Charles Dickens, Miss Frost told me. You should try a different one, William.

Oh, I will, I assured her, but first I want to reread this one.

Miss Frosts second reference to me as William had given me an instant erectionthough, at fifteen, I had a small penis and a laughably disappointing hard-on. (Suffice it to say, Miss Frost was in no danger of

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