New York: The Overlook Press, 2007
Lee bothered me for days. That’s not a bad thing, though. Because I saw myself in this book. Lee, the title character, is me. Right down to the hemorrhoids. Or, at least, he’s what I might be in thirty years.
Lee Pefley – or Dr. Lee Pefley, as he styles himself – is perhaps the most misanthropic character in all literature. Read more …