Love Medicine

by Erdrich, Louise

• ISBN13: 9780061787423
• ISBN10: 0061787426
• Additional ISBN(s): 9780060786465, 9780060975548
• Edition: Revised
• Format: Paperback
• Copyright: 2010-04-01
• Publisher: HarperCollins Publications
• More Book Details

About This Book

Love Medicine: A Timeless Tale of Family and Identity

"Love Medicine" by Louise Erdrich is a poignant and powerful novel that has captivated readers for decades. First published in 1984, this book has been a cornerstone of Native American literature, offering a multi-generational portrait of strong men and women caught in an unforgettable drama of anger, love, and resilience.

Who Uses It?

Primarily, "Love Medicine" is used by students and educators in courses focused on Native American literature, American studies, and women's studies. It's also a valuable resource for anyone interested in understanding the complexities of family dynamics, cultural identity, and the human experience. The book's themes and characters resonate deeply with readers who appreciate literary fiction and its exploration of the human condition.

History and Editions

The book has undergone revisions over the years, with the most recent edition being published in 2009. This revised edition includes updates that enhance the narrative while maintaining Erdrich's unique poetic style. The novel tells the story of two families, the Kashpaws and the Lamartines, whose lives are intertwined in a complex web of relationships and conflicts.

Author and Other Works

Louise Erdrich is a renowned author known for her lyrical prose and her ability to weave intricate stories that explore the intersections of culture, family, and identity. Some of her notable works include "The Round House," "The Plague of Doves," and "The Night Watchman." Erdrich's writing often delves into the experiences of Native American communities, offering a nuanced and deeply personal perspective on historical and contemporary issues.

Detailed Information

ISBNs and Formats

• Hardcover: ISBN-13: 9780061787423
• eTextbook: ISBN-13: 9780061787423 (The ebook for "Love Medicine" is available right here on eCampus.com!)
• Paperback: ISBN-10: 0061787426; ISBN-13: 9780061787423

Publication Details

• Publisher: Harper Perennial
• Publication Date: May 1, 2009
• Number of Pages: 400
• Language: English

Other Editions and Formats

• First Edition: Published in 1984
• Revised Editions: Various revisions have been made since the initial publication, with the most recent being in 2009.

Rental Options: Available through eCampus.com with various rental durations.

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Excerpts

Love Medicine
Newly Revised Edition

Chapter One

The World's Greatest Fisherman (1981)

The morning before Easter Sunday, June Kashpaw was walking down the clogged main street of oil boomtown Williston, North Dakota, killing time before the noon bus arrived that would take her home. She was a long-legged Chippewa woman, aged hard in every way except how she moved. Probably it was the way she moved, easy as a young girl on slim hard legs, that caught the eye of the man who rapped at her from inside the window of the Rigger Bar. He looked familiar, like a lot of people looked familiar to her. She had seen so many come and go. He hooked his arm, inviting her to enter, and she did so without hesitation, thinking only that she might tip down one or two with him and then get her bags to meet the bus. She wanted, at least, to see if she actually knew him. Even through the watery glass she could see that he wasn't all that old and that his chest was thickly padded in dark red nylon and expensive down.

There were cartons of colored eggs on the bar, each glowing like a jewel in its wad of cellophane. He was peeling one, sky blue as a robin's, palming it while he thumbed the peel aside, when she walked through the door. Although the day was overcast, the snow itself reflected such light that she was momentarily blinded. It was like going underwater. What she walked toward more than anything else was that blue egg in the white hand, a beacon in the murky air.

He ordered a beer for her, a Blue Ribbon, saying she deserved a prize for being the best thing he'd seen for days. He peeled an egg for her, a pink one, saying it matched her turtleneck. She told him it was no turtleneck. You called these things shells. He said he would peel that for her, too, if she wanted, then he grinned at the bartender and handed her the naked egg.

June's hand was colder from the outdoors than the egg, and so she had to let it sit in her fingers for a minute before it stopped feeling rubbery warm. Eating it, she found out how hungry she was. The last of the money that the man before this one had given her was spent for the ticket. She didn't know exactly when she'd eaten last. This man seemed impressed, when her egg was finished, and peeled her another one just like it. She ate the egg. Then another egg. The bartender looked at her. She shrugged and tapped out a long menthol cigarette from a white plastic case inscribed with her initials in golden letters. She took a breath of smoke then leaned toward her companion through the broken shells.

"What's happening?" she said. "Where's the party?"

Her hair was rolled carefully, sprayed for the bus trip, and her eyes were deeply watchful in their sea-blue flumes of shadow. She was deciding.

"I don't got much time until my bus. . . ." she said.

"Forget the bus!" He stood up and grabbed her arm. "We're gonna party. Hear? Who's stopping us? We're having a good time!"

She couldn't help notice, when he paid up, that he had a good-sized wad of money in a red rubber band like the kind that holds bananas together in the supermarket. That roll helped. But what was more important, she had a feeling. The eggs were lucky. And he had a good-natured slowness about him that seemed different. He could be different, she thought. The bus ticket would stay good, maybe forever. They weren't expecting her up home on the reservation. She didn't even have a man there, except the one she'd divorced. Gordie. If she got desperate he would still send her money. So she went on to the next bar with this man in the dark red vest. They drove down the street in his Silverado pickup. He was a mud engineer. Andy. She didn't tell him she'd known any mud engineers before or about that one she'd heard was killed by a pressurized hose. The hose had shot up into his stomach from underground.

The thought of that death, although she'd only been half acquainted with the man, always put a panicky, dry lump in her throat. It was the hose, she thought, snaking up suddenly from its unseen nest, the idea of that hose striking like a live thing, that was fearful. With one blast it had taken out his insides. And that too made her throat ache, although she'd heard of worse things. It was that moment, that one moment, of realizing you were totally empty. He must have felt that. Sometimes, alone in her room in the dark, she thought she knew what it might be like.

Later on, the noise falling around them at a crowded bar, she closed her eyes for a moment against the smoke and saw that hose pop suddenly through black earth with its killing breath.

"Ahhhhh," she said, surprised, almost in pain, "you got to be."

"I got to be what, honeysuckle?" He tightened his arm around her slim shoulders. They were sitting in a booth with a few others, drinking Angel Wings. Her mouth, the lipstick darkly blurred now, tipped unevenly toward his.

"You got to be different," she breathed.

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Newly Revised Edition. Copyright © by Louise Erdrich . Reprinted by permission of HarperCollins Publishers, Inc. All rights reserved. Available now wherever books are sold.

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