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William Green's avatar

Michael Clune has written not just a novel, but a sonic theology of American exile. PAN strips the illusion from middle-class sanctuary and uncovers the drone beneath—suburban stillness as performance, home as parody. With deadpan clarity and visionary nerve, Clune turns wind and highway into characters more revealing than any parent or neighbor. This is literature that doesn’t just describe the American public—it lets you hear it, until you can’t pretend it isn’t there. - Congratulations!

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Liz Thompson's avatar

I really like this account, and can see some of my friends' homes here! Or what they said about their homes anyway.

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