James Salter's writing is a recent discovery for me. Austere and sometimes perfect prose, erotic meanderings, stories in which not a lot happens but there is plenty to experience. This collection of short stories, described as "beautifully weighted," "fiery, destructive and redemptive".
There are a few writers who I dread finishing the last of their books, because after that there is nothing more. Salter is one of them.
A lithe paperback
First published 2005
This edition, Picador 2016