

Written in the semi-reliable first person and present tense, all four voice-driven stories are consummately inhabitable. And finally, in “George Orwell Was a Friend of Mine,” there’s that East German prison director, who returns after many years to set the record straight, or try, at least, among the hordes of tourists who throng Hohenschönhausen. “Interesting Facts” focuses on another mortally ill woman, this one a failed writer whose husband, in a familiar turn, has just won the Pulitzer Prize for a novel set in North Korea.

The contortions stretch into a vast tension the punch hurts like hell.Įqually consuming and, as it turns out, shattering is “Nirvana,” a story about a man who invents a live hologram of an unnamed assassinated president (yes, you read that synopsis properly) and whose terminally ill wife is obsessed with Kurt Cobain. The rhetoric of expertise here barely and poignantly conceals a painful solitude, and the tension between knowledge and vulnerability lends the story its movement, which might best be described as bobbing, weaving, and then taking one straight on the chin. The article describes how a tracking beacon has made its way into child pornography files on the Web - every time a picture is copied, the beacon is copied, and every time the file is transferred, the beacon sends a signal. But I was up most of the night writing an article titled ‘Is Your Pornography Watching You?’.

The story begins: “Normally, I garden when night falls, when the urges come.
