“The amazing quotes just kept coming for this one – so we let them take over the cover.
The writing is feverish, witty, intimate and addictive. As the novelist Harry Crews noted – Nothing gets you back in touch with yourself like a little of your own blood. J. D. Daniels more than tests this theory in six letters to nobody in particular as he lurches from ju-jitsu punchbag to janitor, adjunct professor to drunk, exterminator to dutiful son. En route he considers how far books, learning and psychoanalysis can get us, and how much we’re stuck in the mud. ”
