Short stories by Stephen Dixon.

Dixon was born on June 6, 1936 in ManhattanNew York. He was the fifth of seven children of Florence Leder, a beauty queen, chorus girl on Broadway, and interior decorator, and Abraham M. Ditchik.[1] Dixon was nominated for the National Book Award twice, in 1991 for Frog and in 1995 for Interstate.[2] He also was awarded a Guggenheim Fellowship, the American Academy of Arts and Letters Prize for Fiction, the O. Henry Award, and the Pushcart Prize. He graduated from the City College of New York in 1958 and was a faculty member of Johns Hopkins University. Before becoming a full-time writer Dixon worked a plethora of odd jobs ranging from bus driver to bartender. In his early 20s he worked as a journalist and in radio, interviewing such political figures as John F. KennedyRichard Nixon and Nikita Khrushchev.[3] He cited Anton Chekhov, Samuel Beckett, Franz Kafka, Thomas Bernhard, and James Joyce as some of his favorite authors. Dixon died from complications of Parkinson's disease at a hospice center in Towson, Maryland on November 6, 2019; he was 83.

Listing 3 stories.

After subconsciously imagining getting a divorce from his wife, a man examines his marriage and tries to convince himself that he still loves his family enough to stay with them.

In the days after his wife dies, an older man must confront his newly solitary life, both the good and the bad.

A lonely middle-aged widow goes through his daily routine in the suburbs, looking to make small talk with someone, anyone, just to have occasion to get out of his own head.