Plumb's Bluff

Scott Ely

In Ely’s last, terse novel, Chalmers Plumb has one goal: to win a national rapids race so he can manufacture and sell his father’s canoe design. But reality keeps interfering. His father is murdered on a night run by barbed wire strung across the river, and now Chalmers has been searching for clues to his murder, carrying his father’s pistol. Then, while practicing a run in his canoe Chalmers saves Livia, a Romanian sculptress from attempted suicide; she takes this as a sign, moving in with him. Trouble is, the local preacher does not like the fact that this “foreigner” starts swimming nude in the river’s Baptismal pool and feels he must denounce her as demon seed at a Sunday church meeting. In a tight community, this is not good.   

ISBN: 978-1-60489-129-4  Trade paper, $16.95              Sale $8.50

ISBN: 978-1-60489-128-7 Hard cover, $31.00                 Sale $15.50

151 Pages

About the Author: 

Scott Ely was born in Atlanta, GA, and he moved to Jackson, MS when he was eight. He served in Vietnam (somewhere in the highlands near Pleiku). He graduated with an MFA from the University of Arkansas, Fayetteville. He taught fiction writing at Winthrop University in South Carolina. His previous book publications include STARLIGHT (Weidenfeld & Nicolson); PITBULL (Weidenfeld & Nicolson, Penguin); OVERGROWN WITH LOVE (University of Arkansas Press); THE ANGEL OF THE GARDEN (University of Missouri Press); PULPWOOD (Livingston Press); and A SONG FOR ALICE LOOM (Livingston Press). His work has been translated in Italy, Germany, Israel, Poland, and Japan. There were also UK editions of several novels published. Scott died in November, before he could see this novel’s publication.


 Excerpt From the Book:

She thought of how good the slivovic would taste, burning her throat and mouth, making her feel warm inside. Chalmers had no idea what slivovic was.
He went to the trailer and returned with the bottle. She was sitting on top of the table now, her feet on one of the benches.
They drank the whiskey warm out of coffee cups. Livia found it smoother than slivovic. She told him she’d come to the hills to work. She planned to use local marble.