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How to Sell

A Novel

Clancy Martin

Picador

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ISBN10: 0312429649
ISBN13: 9780312429645

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Bobby Clark is just sixteen when he drops out of school to follow his big brother, Jim, into the jewelry business. Bobby idolizes Jim and is in awe of Jim's girlfriend, Lisa, the best saleswoman at the Fort Worth Deluxe Diamond Exchange.

What follows is the story of a young man's education in two of the oldest human passions, love and money. Skilled at the art of persuasion, Bobby is drawn to Lisa, but also to the myriad scams and frauds of the jewelry trade, where the power to appraise also means the power to bait and switch and cheat like hell. Clancy Martin's gripping debut novel takes us behind the counter, where diamonds and watches aren't the only precious commodity.

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Praise for How to Sell

"Martin has a poetic sensibility . . . He gives a mesmerizing appeal to the setting of an alexandrite necklace and the delicate artistry involved in shaping a diamond."—The New Yorker

"Martin's firecracker of a first novel comes as such a welcome surprise . . . What makes the novel sing is the language—the fast, lavish, industry-specific lexicon of brilliant cuts and South Seas pearls. Not to mention the addictive staccatos of Martin's rhythmic sentences and his eye for sharp, eccentric details . . . How to Sell is a heady, heartfelt, speedy read. Though the title may refer to gold and stones, what's really being sold here is originality and brio—the fundamental tools of a true storyteller."—Time Out New York

"A novel about the duplicity and shady connections that underlie the jewelry business—or at least one grubby sector of it, in Fort Worth, Texas—turns out to be just as much of a con as the games its coke-snorting salesmen play. The fun, flash, and fakery of Martin's story are all on the surface, expertly hooking the most casual browser. But underneath it's a timely capitalist satire (wide-eyed Canadian Bobby Clark's unsentimental education in the dastardly business of American consumer culture) that stealthily creeps toward heartbreak: of Bobby and his nasty brother, Jim, liars and sinners both, but all too human; of their crazed and broken father; and of the women they don't know what to do with after they've sold them a bill of goods."—Boris Kachka, New York magazine

"A gem of a debut novel . . . Martins short, direct sentences sometimes evoke Raymond Carver or Amy Hempel . . . His eye is cool and pitiless and unadorned."—The Village Voice
"A lesson in double-dealing—in business and in romance . . . This is one of those books that make you slap your forehead and marvel at the intricate lies that ensnare the unwary, even as you check to make sure your wallet and your wits are right where you left them."—O, The Oprah Magazine

"How to sellis many things: gritty, sly, funny, and devastating. But most of all, it is an honest novel about dishonesty—which, in times like these, is just the kind of book we need."—Bookforum

"A Funny, quirky takedown of the American dream. A bastard child of John Updike and Mordecai the, How to Sell grabs you by the theandtuchus and doesn't let go."—Gary Shteyngart, author of Absuridstan

"Martin's experience in the [jewelry] trade lends extraordinary, nearly exhausting specificity to each shady sale and brazen bait-and-switch, and the effect is intoxicating . . . Mystery and thriller elements periodically nudge the story, but Martin, like his characters, can't be distracted from the directive: sell, sell, sell."—Booklist

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Chapter One

Our father told it that Jim was caught dressing up in my grandmother's black Mikimotos when he was scarcely two years old, but the first time I considered jewelry was the morning I stole my mother's wedding ring. It was white...