The Visible Man, by Chuck Klosterman

I read just about anything that Klosterman writes, and while I like his sports & culture writing much better, I also generally enjoy his fiction, too. Liked this one — it’s a novel that explores some about who we are when we’re alone and nobody is watching.

A lot of it felt like a Palahniuk novel to me — the earlier ones, not the more recent crummy ones (like Damned, which I’m about to finish and will write a very short post about.)

Liked it, read it pretty quickly over Thanksgiving weekend. Wasn’t blown away, but good.

One comment

  1. I like Klosterman a lot and hadn’t read this one yet. I just grabbed it, but know that it will be “good, not great.”