I like Moscovich's book. Read it this weekend. Shards
of it pierced me. Like when you cut yourself a little
while shaving. You don't realize you've done it but
then you look in the mirror later and see a big red
splotch on your neck. Unsettling.
Not a single weak link in the whole thing, absolutely
superb sequencing. My jaw is agape as if I've lockjaw.
I laughed out loud throughout the read.
I like the way the words are on the page - it shows
care about the way one uses language.
I find this micro fiction not only well written well
conceived. I like especially the economy of the
language you use.
I like how yu squeeze other genres between the
micro-fictions -- streamlining the journey -- with a
powerful little aside --
oh I like the titles in large letters - makes it
easier for retirees to read them
Find a copy of the extremely limited edition, handpainted book at the following locations:
Quimby's: Chicago, Illinois
City Lights: San Francisco, CA
Magpie: Vancouver, BC
Confounded Books: Seattle Washington
Powell's City of Books: Portland, Oregon
Looking Glass Books: Portland, Oregon
Reading Frenzy: Portland, Oregon
Skylight Books: Los Angeles, CA
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