Liars and Lovers
This is a novel for those who never risk more than a cappuccino and Death by Chocolate at their local café. Or for those who'd rather knit while Rome burns. Or those who'd rent a concert hall to perform their own concerto -- if they could ever write beyond the first measure. Or those born to win Silk at the Bar. Or those who just dream of women with buck teeth and brown eyes...David P Reiter's fiction will also help you recall the thrill of reading before the grey veil of "theory" clouded the minds of so many contemporary authors. The satiric lash he applies in his award-winning collection Triangles is refined here, and no group -- least of all writers -- is immune from scrutiny.
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