Just keep on readin’, keep on readin’, keep on…
[M. Bartley Seigel / November 11th, 2008 / Young Bright Things ]OK, so I just finished Deb Olin Unferth’s new novel, Vacation, published by the good folks at McSweeney’s. For the second time. Did you catch that? Twice, that’s right. Because the first time it just freaked me out so I gave it a second go. And it freaked me out again, only worse. By freaked out, I mean, mind blown, world view shifted. That may be hyperbole, but not by much. I won’t bother trying to explain all the ways this book is beyond awesome. If you’re not reading Unferth, you’re a loser. At Powell’s Books  here.
Speaking of Powell’s, I just got the new Indiespensible mailing — Ian Bank’s The Crow Road and a mix CD of Portland, OR, musicians performing songs about the Lone Fir graveyard, Dearly Departed. I don’t get excited about much, not much makes me feel like a better, smarter, sexier person, but my Indiespensible subscription does. If I didn’t live 1,966 miles away from Powell’s, I’d drop in and kiss somebody. Indiespensible here – that thing I said about not reading Unferth and being a loser, that applies in this case, too. Â
And speaking of indie bookstores, but a little closer to home, if you’re in Chicagoland, check out our very mostest favoritest of all, Quimby’s, where you can get PANK, the mark of true excellence.