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Of Bugs and Men - On the Bookshelf<br />

<strong>Winter</strong> <strong>2002</strong><br />

VOL.58, NO.2<br />

Of Bugs and Men<br />

Occasionally, a gender-equity conundrum stirs up the literary<br />

community. It goes something like this: Why is it that so many men are<br />

able to create believable female protagonists—think Wally Lamb’s<br />

Delores Price in She’s Come Undone, a much-ballyhooed Oprah pick—<br />

while supposedly so few women seem to be able to get inside the heads<br />

<strong>of</strong> men and tell their stories as convincingly?<br />

for the reading public.<br />

Well, former <strong>Rice</strong> Ph.D. student Mylene<br />

Dressler ’93 has entered the debate with a<br />

compelling story told from the point <strong>of</strong><br />

view <strong>of</strong> Tristan Martens. Not only is the<br />

main character in her novel, <strong>The</strong><br />

Deadwood Beetle, male, but the retired<br />

entomologist finds himself late in life<br />

facing both emotional demons and hope<br />

for love—circumstances Dressler, a 30-<br />

something former dancer and past<br />

literature pr<strong>of</strong>essor, can only imagine. And<br />

she imagines well—which is good news<br />

In the past few years Dressler has created some acclaimed original stories,<br />

and her first novel, <strong>The</strong> Medusa Tree, was published in 1997. It is a<br />

multigenerational yarn about a former dancer and her grandmothers.<br />

Although her focus is again on family in <strong>The</strong> Deadwood Beetle, this second<br />

novel is a little less close to home. This story is one <strong>of</strong> a father <strong>of</strong> a son,<br />

who is in turn a father <strong>of</strong> a son. But the differences don’t end there. <strong>The</strong> tale<br />

is that <strong>of</strong> a family lost and scattered—lost through wars, both physical and<br />

spiritual—and the divorced pr<strong>of</strong>essor emeritus is left quite alone in his<br />

dark, dead-bug-filled Manhattan apartment. Estranged from his former wife<br />

and his gun-hoarding, Bible-thumping son and family and an ocean away<br />

from the remains <strong>of</strong> his own immediate family, Tristan seems utterly<br />

solitary. <strong>The</strong> only spark <strong>of</strong> life from the outside world comes to him<br />

through his sole graduate student, Elida Hernandez. But one day he<br />

wanders into Cora Lowenstein’s antiques shop and not only comes face to<br />

face with a woman he begins to hope will be in his future but also finds a<br />

tangible piece <strong>of</strong> family history that he thought was a long-buried part <strong>of</strong><br />

his past.<br />

All <strong>of</strong> which is somewhat overwhelming for a man who has spent his entire<br />

life absorbed in the minutia <strong>of</strong> the habits <strong>of</strong> insects, beetles in particular.<br />

Likewise, Dressler’s novel is inundated with little details—about beetles,<br />

about families, about the Holocaust. It’s filled with the concept <strong>of</strong> how<br />

small things—acts, gestures, words, intent—can have large, unforeseen,<br />

and long-lasting consequences. For example, it’s the words written in a<br />

child’s handwriting on a sewing table, “When the Jews are gone, we will be<br />

the next ones,” that have far-reaching consequences and meaning for<br />

Tristan. And the mystery behind those words is what propels the story<br />

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