"a rare sort of book"

Perplexing and mystifying, frenetic and endlessly engaging, The Orange Eats Creeps is a rare sort of book, the kind that's hard to compare. Many see the influence of Burroughs, which is fair, I think, because she takes that cut-up technique and pushes it as far as it can go, to awesome effect. It has that same kind of wild energy, that frenetic and ecstatic prose that completely swallows the reader and gets her/him lost within, but never caring.

The prose is such a pleasure, constantly surprising, constantly reinventing. It's a book that teaches you how to read it by pushing you in the deep end. To be honest, what happens, I'd be hard-pressed to tell you in clear detail. It certainly deserves a second read, maybe a third, but, I imagine, it's one of those great books that gets better with each read, rather than tired. First read is for the ride, and all subsequent reads are for understanding where you start, which direction you're heading, and how you get there.

My favorite book of 2010: A true original.