What is going on with the second person narrative? Your undefined self acts as voyeur to the good people of Bakersfield – the most handsome man in town, the mother with that motel, the girl with him, your own boyfriend. There’s that “you” again. Now you’re at the drive-in with your “nice” boyfriend – the other couple in a truck nearby – the hoots and laughter as couples mate, you wanting more.
The Fangs are a special kind of subversive traveling performance art family, we see them at different stages of their lives, and sometimes I wondered where the next exciting moment would come. I was trying to guess what it would be, and was always wrong. Wilson impressed me the most with his ability to live up to my expectations. There are moments in this book where you will laugh out loud and wonder aloud how Wilson did it.
About this time last year DH sent me John Vorhaus’s first novel California Roll. It’s a funny, slickly plotted, camp-as-Christmas crime novel about con artists and their marks. He wrote a piece for the When We Fell In Love Series about Tom Robbins, which is fitting enough, since if you tied Tom Robbins to a wobbly chair under a bare lightbulb and told him to reproduce Richard Stark’s Parker series, you’d probably get something an awful lot like California Roll.
I want to write reviews that are unclouded by my personal feelings for the publisher or the writer. Literary friendships feel fundamentally wrong to me, in the context of my wanting to be a serious reader (by which I don’t mean a reader of serious literature, but a person who reads books seriously), especially in that I want to review the books that I read.
Happy now? Not as happy as you’ll be when you finally pick a copy and read it. To that end, the gracious folks at Random House have provided Three Guys One Book five copies to give away to our readers. To win a copy simply comment on this post, and I’ll pick five winners at random on Monday morning.