Stanley Rollick is shy. Audrey Livingston is angry. Oliver Tinbergen is black. Simone Singh is jealous. Nikola Tesla is dead. Ada Tucker is recovering. Catch Livingston is reluctant. Daniel Livingston is afraid. Nobody is in control. A post-literature existential sociopolitical mystery serial fairy tale for one and all.
I don't remember where or when or why I acquired this book. So I decided to just read it without knowing anything else about it. I looked it up later, and this seems to be the only book by this author, and the only book ever published by this company. It's not a very long book, but at times it felt long. While there were definitely some interesting parts, there were too many other parts about side character that led nowhere and didn't interest me. Without giving anything away... the main story does not end up where you would expect it to. I think that actually made the book better. You could take out most of the stuff about Audrey's parents, and her friends, Oliver and Simone, and you would be left with a pretty good novella.
This was a very entertaining book. Most entries were short colorful memoirs of interesting people in interesting places with very interesting reflections. One of the last pieces by Diana Trilling, a blow by blow account of a party in the JFK's white house.
I would recommend this book despite it's unlikely title