Lauren Baratz-Logsted is here again, with a review of a novel by a writer I admire greatly. I remember having a book signed by Russell Banks in Atlanta perhaps a decade ago, back when that great bookstore housed in a used car dealership still existed. I was 23 years old, and it was the first book I ever had signed by a writer I didn’t personally know. Here’s what Lauren has to say. Times are indeed getting lean around here as of the 13 books I’ve read since Sam Pickering’s Let it Ride, there’s only one worth mentioning, but...


