via The Rumpus:
Joe Owens: The Last Book I Loved, The Wilding
Benjamin Percy can probably kick my ass. At least his prose gives me no reason to believe otherwise.
Equal parts grit, subtlety and a silver-tongued bravura, Percy’s style makes me kind of want to call him a prosaic assassin if only prosaic assassin didn’t sound like a new flavor of Cheetos. But there is a lot more to The Wilding than sheer alpha-male badassery, a lot more.