My novel, due in the summer, has—despite its oddity—begun to attract praise from some outstanding people.
My deepest thanks go to Anne Cunningham of the Irish Independent, who calls it "absolutely savage" and who, in an act of almost reckless generosity, invokes the names of Swift, Wilde and Beckett, and also to Sara Lippmann, author of Doll Palace (which you should all read), who writes “Buckle up: Guillermo Stitch’s Lake of Urine is a formally inventive and exhilarating romp, an absurdist marriage plot with notes of Bohumil Hrabal and a novel’s heft of singularity. Come for the exuberant prose; stay for the bawdy turns and twists, and be rewarded with laughter. This colorful, original tale will not disappoint.”