I rarely pay attention to blurbs, but I must add that my favorite read of 2012 — Wiley Cash’s A LAND MORE KIND THAN HOME — was one that I picked up solely on the strength of the blurb by Clyde Edgerton, whose work I enjoy immensely. Sometimes, even the most glowing blurb is true and not just radioactive.
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