Peter Tieryas Liu recommends “The Fun We’ve Had” at McNeese Review

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Peter Tieryas Liu is awesome. Just look at the picture above. He’s all smiles all the time. The guy’s the best, and then he goes and does something like this, recommending my latest novel. This guy is pure metal. Here’s a sample from his recommendation:

Michael Seidlinger’s The Fun We’ve Had is a mix of life, death, hate, love, a journey inside a coffin in the ocean, an allegory for the wars we wage against the inevitability of mortality. Like a modern Camus, nothing less than existence is at stake in Seidlinger’s latest voyage: “Each wave is its own feeling, rhythmic crashing of those that resist the tides… The waves are hellos; the incoming storm is the sincerest goodbye.” Sincerity, a struggle for candor, conflicted machismo, embroidered secrets that are exposed, armies of sharks, and the lines painted into the waves are the troughs and crests that fluctuate through the spectrum of human nature.

 

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Click here for the full recommendation.

Peter Tieryas Liu’s selection of quotes from “The Laughter of Strangers”

Peter Tieryas Liu enjoyed The Laughter of Strangers and was kind enough to pull a few of his favorite lines from the book. Couldn’t be more flattered by the post. Here’s one from the list:

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Very discouraging when you look into the mirror, you look at any form of identification, and you are no clearer in your comprehension of what it means to be THIS person than you were ten, twenty, thirty years ago.

Click here for the rest.

My Pet Serial Killer reviewed at HTML Giant

And what a review, damn. Here’s an excerpt from the review:

Some people raise cats and dogs. Claire, the protagonist of Michael Seidlinger’s My Pet Serial Killer, raises serial killers. Caged within the pages of the book is the ‘Gentlemen Killer,’ his gallery of helpless women, and a whole panoply of cultural idiosyncrasies that seem strangely alien when viewed through the cool detachment of Claire. Claire is an experienced collector who dissects social rituals with the vivifying apathy of a biologist. I’ve read a lot of serial killer books in the past two years, most trying to differentiate themselves by latching onto a more unusual gimmick. My Pet Serial Killer distinguishes itself with a unique foray into the world of mass murderers that’s best encapsulated by Claire’s proposition to the Gentlemen Killer: “I support you financially. I give you a place to hide. I make sure you are never under suspicion of being what you really are, a cold-blooded psychotic killer (so hot), and, in return, you clue me into your process. You become mine.”

For the full review, click here.

For the book, you know what to do.

And for Peter’s blog, clickety click.

Oh and here’s a random photo of a serial killer doing what serial killers do:

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No, I take it back. Dexter is some kind of bullshit but it’s definitely not what serial killers do. I thought about putting up real photos of serial killer victims but, at the last minute, thought against it. Not everyone skimming this post will take kindly to some of those photos. Some of you might even like Dexter (really? What about it do you like? Do you think it’s “clever?”).

Anyway, yeah, it’s a great review. Thanks Peter for reading and really cutting into the corpse of the novel.