There Is No Year by Blake Butler


"A wildly inventive, impressionistic novel of family, sickness, and the birth-wrench of art, evocative of House of Leaves and the films of David Lynch, from a novelist rapidly emerging as one of the voices of his generation. As the Toronto Globe and Mail says, 'If the distortion and feedback of Butler's intense riffing is too loud, you may very well be too boring.'"

I am looking forward to this like Daniel Day Lewis wears a mustache.

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