Why did I love this book?
The hyperintelligent and dysfunctional 30-year-old protagonist of this novel lives with his mother in New Orleans and is obsessed with all things medieval. He has picaresque adventures in the French Quarter. The novel is laugh-out-loud funny and yet poignant—something I strive for as a writer of tragicomedy. My novel is similarly steeped in a place—those grieving engage in a process of cementing associations to the lost loved one, and those referents are often tied to the shared spaces they inhabited together.