STEADY EDDIE

Delightfully grungy second novel from Coughlin (The Hero of New York, 1986), a down ’n’ dirty bildungsroman set on Long Island’s grim, hapless, dead-end South Shore, littered with the 1970s detritus of lava lamps, eight-track tape decks, and long nights cruising in muscle cars.

The only child of a dysfunctional family (Dad’s a womanizing pornographer, Mom an alcoholic employee in a laundry), Eddie slices chickens at the local supermarket, working toward the day when he’ll have job security and higher-than-minimum-wage pay as a full-fledged member of the meat-cutters union. At the sour end of a fateful night double-dating with his buddy Loopy, who ferries packages of marijuana and money to New Jersey, Eddie wakes up to find that one of the girls has charged Loopy with rape and named Eddie as an accessory. Of course, our hero is too much of a repressed, guilt-racked 20-something to be guilty, but that doesn’t stop the same local cops who once busted Eddie for stealing coins from parking meters from barging into the meat department and pulling him out in handcuffs. Eddie’s father bails him out, then reveals that Sandra (the girl who cried rape) was turning tricks as a teenager and had posed for a triple-X photo series. Told he can kiss his meat-cutting job goodbye, Eddie retreats to the shelter of a boat his grandfather gave him. Along with is Elena, his date on the night in question, with whom he’s almost falling in love. There’s more trouble on the way, as father and son get into a nasty fight at the local pizzeria and Loopy contemplates marriage to Sandra. But no matter how hopeless, gloomy, or grimy Eddie’s life gets, he learns he can take the bad hand dealt him as long as Elena is by his side.

Eddie’s an awfully passive protagonist, but Coughlin tells his story with just the right amount of insouciance, bitter ironies, and adolescent angst.