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336 pages, Hardcover
First published June 2, 2026
“I’m proud of you,” my dad said later on, … “You should always help other people. That’s what we do.” … I remember feeling unsure, wondering who he meant by “we.” Did he mean we, anthropologists? We, our family, in our Pontiac sedan? We, Americans?
I … saw tears in her eyes that I took to be tears of gratitude, and I experienced an intoxicating surge of power. I felt immensely proud. The order of the world made sudden sense to me, and for that brief moment, I knew exactly who I was.
“I think of books as conversations, … With readers. With other books. Taking place across vast expanses of space and time. … Books are like a rhizomatic network—a vast, subconscious fungal mat that spreads beneath human consciousness, knitting the world of thought together . . .”
“Wait, are you saying books are like zombie fungus colonizing people’s minds?”
“Maybe,” he grins. “Or writers are.” He lowers his voice to a sinister whisper. “The fungus among us . . .”