Charles Dubow is the author of Indiscretion (William Morrow, now on sale). This is his first novel. He is a native New Yorker. For years his family had a house in East Hampton on Georgica Pond, which served as the setting for much of the book. He currently lives with his wife Melinda, two kids and Labrador Retriever Luke in Manhattan. Over the years he has been a roustabout, a brick mason, a lumberjack, a sheepherder, a Congressional aide and a founding editor of Forbes.com. He is currently working on his second novel, but took a break from that manuscript to contribute to this humble blog.
Indiscretion is a story of love, lust, deception, and betrayal as seen through the omniscient eyes of a narrator who will remind you of Nick Carraway in The Great Gatsby. Dubow’s debut is a juicy, richly textured novel filled with fascinating, true-to-life characters—an irresistibly sensual page-turner that explores having it all and the consequences of wanting more. Read an excerpt of Indiscretion, and watch the steamy video.
I love book clubs but I am only an honorary member of one. Every month my wife meets with fellow alumna from her old school in Maryland and they get together for a little wine and food to chat about their latest book. The party is usually held at our house, largely because my wife is a great cook and loves to entertain. The women who attend range in age from new grads to septuagenarians. They read a wide range of books, mostly recent fiction but occasionally a classic. I love sitting in on their discussions even if I am not an official member. (As the husband of an alum, as well as the son of another, my presence is tolerated even if I do have a Y chromosome.) I wish I had a group of friends who had a book club. It’s so hard to make the commitment, though, and I am impressed by my wife and her friends’ effort to keep it going.
When the book club first heard that I had a novel coming out they all unanimously agreed to read it. Therefore for the March 2013 meeting I will be, so to speak, the featured attraction. Of course, they couldn’t very well not have chosen my book. That doesn’t mean they have to like it, though. While I am sure they will all be very nice about it, it will be pretty obvious who liked it and who didn’t. I suppose it’s a bit like having a husband who is a politician: everyone may be politely willing to listen to what he has to say but that doesn’t mean they have to vote for him.
It will be interesting to get questions from this particular group because, after all, they know me. That’s an advantage and disadvantage to us both. It might be hard for them to ask me about certain elements of the book, not being sure where fact divides from fiction. They may even skirt around some of the tougher parts of the book, not wishing to give offense or make anyone uncomfortable. Or, even worse, they may tell me how great it is even if they didn't really think so. I hope none of that happens. I think one of the great joys for a writer is to be asked about their characters, their plots, the moral questions involved. It is always fascinating to see how readers interpret the words, to see what matters to them, what they take away. Often I get really smart, insightful observations that I hadn’t even thought of. If I am lucky I will have the chance to be read at, and hopefully participate in, many book clubs in the days to come.