I wanted to like this more than I actually did, but it tries a little too hard to be 'transgressive' and not hard enough to tell a story. Dude has some interesting things to say, and I'll actually try another one of his books, but at the end of the day, a fair amount of this felt weirdly forced. ...
Candles burned in the lingering twilight. Our table stood on the flagging between her house and the pool. The white columns around the water were lit and the scene made me think of a European set for a Jackie Collins miniseries. Rome or Monte Carlo, maybe. We crooned endearments to each other. Un...
But there had been days, too, when we could not bear to be alone with our thoughts. On these days we either went into town and walked ourselves to exhaustion delivering Plantasaurus fliers, or to the warehouse to tend to our stock of plants. And once each week we drove to the Slopes to maintain t...