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"With paragraphs as rich as koans, this is as powerful a meditation on living life--and facing its end--as you are likely to read anytime soon."--"Booklist"
"Stream-of-consciousness fiction with a satisfying emotional weight: another intriguing experiment in narrative voice from Savage."--"Kirkus Reviews"
"Sam Savage manages to be both artful and literal-minded in this faux autobiographical tale of childhood and a mother afflicted and finally driven mad by her wish for artistic success. Savage writes knowingly about the uncertainties of childhood memory, but creates a convincing world of sibling combat and adult pretension. A wonderful, absorbing novel."--C. Michael Curtis, Fiction Editor, "The Atlantic Monthly"
"If the world--all its hysteric noise--was muted for just one minute, Sam Savage is what you might be fortunate enough to hear. His elegant laconism, his leaps across the self-evident, his soft aplomb, and the rarified air he bestows upon the mundane make him the only American writer worthy of the label the true eccentric."--Valeria Luiselli
Savage's latest novel dismantles the mythic greats of the past--an American South that never was and a mother's artistic pretensions that never should have been. In the story of Eve, Savage finds a voice that captures both the frustrations of our degraded world and the tender sympathy it evokes for all our sad efforts to leave something beautiful behind.
