“This held my interest on an airplane, and I could have been watching Gymkata (the movie that combines the thrill of gymnastics with the kill of karate, 4.3 IMDB score). It also mostly held my interest when I was the only person in a restaurant, seated at the bar, and the servers were having a very loud discussion about the practice of wearing a pair of underwear and then sending those underwear to perverts for $40. It should be noted that this conversation was EXTRA distracting because they were talking about someone else with my same first name in the course of this conversation and repeating it a lot. So I was partially distracted, but as distracting situations go, that’s gotta be near the top.
The other thing I liked about this book is that it’s a different kind of literary.
I went to a reading last week, and…how do I say this…the things I heard felt a little unrooted. Not concrete enough for me.
And some of it was worse. Some of it was writer-y bullshit that gets a pass because people who are into that sort of thing go to readings. It’s like that thing where the snake is biting its own crank. That’s how snakes work, right? They’re just long, backwards penises with a head on one end?
This is totally different, way more satisfying, and it was such a switch from that sort of self-congratulatory, look what important work we’re doing feeling, to something more tangible and real-feeling to me. I’m happy that books like this are out there. “