Jason McCracken

“I don’t blame anyone for getting addicted to their smartphones.

I only blame people for their terrible attempts at reviewing my work.

Vonnegut, Vonnegut, Vonnegut!

He invented the short sentence!

He invented the short paragraph!

He invented jokes!”
― Jarett Kobek, Only Americans Burn in Hell

“I’m burnt out.

Donald J. Trump was elected to the Presidency of the United States!

So there’s really no point.

Stop hoping that books will save you.

Stop pretending.

Everyone else has.”
― Jarett Kobek, Only Americans Burn in Hell

“It had happened again. He had made everyone laugh by doing something silly, but he didn't know what it was, why it was so funny. His father would have said he ought to be a "wakeup," whatever that meant, but he hadn't been a wakeup, he had happily eaten a sausage sandwich that hadn't been a sausage sandwich. A piece of shit, they said it was, but how could he know what a piece of shit tasted like, when he had never eaten it before? What was so funny? He wished he knew; he hungered to know, to share in their laughter and understand. That was always the greatest sorrow, that he could never seem to understand.

His wide blue eyes filled with tears, his face twisted up in anguish and he began to cry like a small child, bellowing noisily, still wringing his hands together and shrinking away from them.”
― Colleen McCullough, Tim

“Most of the comparisons between this book and the writings of the late Kurt Vonnegut will occur in cheap little reviews on Goodreads.com and Amazon.com, which are Internet websites owned by a guy named Jeff Bezos.

These websites are where the American readership makes sure that American authors know their fucking place, and further ensures American authors know that their place is the equivalent to that of a moon-faced kid being shoved into some mud by a bully.”
― Jarett Kobek, Only Americans Burn in Hell