CREATIVE TYPES

Troubled men and women hit crisis points that drugs, jokes, sex, and the letter of the law can’t alleviate.

The protagonists of Bissell’s second story collection are usually having their good times spoiled by feelings or memories that keep nagging them. In “A Bridge Under Water,” two newlyweds on their honeymoon in Rome get the creeping sense their marriage was an error, culminating in an ugly scene inside a historic synagogue. The couple in “Creative Types” are spicing up their marriage by hiring an escort, but the husband is unsettled by her “Cla$$y Lady” tattoo, and she in turn is unsettled by his noticing. In “Punishment,” an ill-paid but intellectually satisfied magazine editor’s past life as an eighth grade bully reemerges when his former partner in crime pays a visit. And in “The Fifth Category,” a lawyer who helped find legal loopholes to justify torture during the Iraq War receives a potent and peculiar form of comeuppance after a high-ticket speaking engagement. Bissell is a deeply precise writer, and his sense of the emotional disorientation his characters face is literally gut-level. (“From his stomach, the staging area, his body spit his most recent meal into his intestinal coils,” he writes of the torture lawyer.) Bissell’s background in detail-oriented journalism comes in handy both in terms of language and form: “My Interview With the Avenger” is a satire of magazine profiles that doubles as a study in vigilantism. And he can deliver in a variety of milieus, from Tallinn, Estonia, where an aimless young woman embraces a fellow expat’s drug habit in “Love Story, With Cocaine,” to the set of Saturday Night Live, where the assistant to James Franco (not fully named, but obvious) runs a gauntlet of demands and mercurial personalities. The stories’ endings sometimes lack the crispness of their setups, but Bissell is trading in anxiety, not resolution.

A witty, wide-ranging exploration of complex emotions.