Terese Svoboda
Published: 2006-03-01
Total Pages: 196
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Celebrated by the New York Times Book Review for its “genuine grace and beauty,” Terese Svoboda’s work has been called “desperate, chilling, seductive” (Vogue) and “haunting and profound” (A. M. Homes), while Vanity Fair warned that it “detonates on contact.” In Tin God, her writing can only be called . . . divine. “This is God,” the novel begins, helpfully spelling G-O-D for the reader, and we are spinning on our way into the heart of a Midwest that spans spirits and centuries and forever redefines the middle of nowhere. Whispers plague a desperate conquistador lost in tall prairie grass. Four hundred years later, a male go-go dancer flings a bag of dope into the same field. God, in the person of a perm-giving, sheetcake-baking Nebraska farm woman, casts a jaundiced yet merciful eye over the unfolding chaos. Fire and a pair of judiciously applied pantyhose bring the two stories together. A contemplation of divinity and drugs on the ground, Tin God is a funny yet poignant story of the plains that transcends its interstate spine and exposes us to a whole new level of Svoboda’s fiery prose.