Mmm, mmm, good. An absolutely remarkable first novel. So yummy that I confess I binge read it, with hooked fingers scooping New York Carl — cold — straight out of the can, not willing to go get a spoon, re-constitute it, or even wait and heat it up. Oh, and crackers? Fuggedaboutit!
However….however … I am getting tired of this whole literary GIRL-WHO-??? theme that states every work must seemingly include a precocious, sexually ambiguous, early-20s young woman whom everyone who comes in contact with her agrees to put their lives on complete hold for.