I like David Sedaris’s writing because it’s funny, easy to read, and poignant, and most things I like satisfy at least two of these. His latest collection is mostly essays with a few fiction monologues thrown in (the best of which, “I Brake for Traditional Marriage,” features a disoriented right-winger who murders his family and wants to grow a mustache like Yosemite Sam’s), but I enjoyed it slightly less than his earlier work because most of the essays (about, say, losing your passport or picking up highway trash) feel less zany. It still earns a solid four Kafkas, though.
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Where I Got It
Christmas Gift, 2015.