So, it’s like this: Mary Robison took a jackhammer to the English language. She cleared it of all the tired and old debris of overused everything in order to thrown down asphalt for a new, beautiful, literary road of her own making. Had I ever read anything before this book? I can’t remember. This book made reading new again and has, quite possibly, ruined me for all other works of fiction. Read it. Read it. Read it. And then, read it again.