I link this New York Times review of Karen Joy Fowler’s latest* only to say Jesus, how are we supposed to read this? Is the review written in the form of a poem or something? Would you get a load of that giant blonde Ralph Lauren lady and her enormous purse or viola or whatever it is.
*I’d link the title of the book but I can’t see it.
(Update: for those of you who are only now reading this and wondering what I’m going on about, apparently the Times has taken down the extremely large advertisement of the giant Ralph Lauren lady and her enormous purse/viola.)