Summary from Goodreads:
“Michael Bible may have hit what a lot of us were trying, a singular new voice for CEOs to slackers. He’s so open, so easy, so fluid, you’ll smile with joy turning every page.”—Barry Hannah
If Nicholson Baker shaved his beard and moved south of the Mason-Dixon line, he’d look and sound a lot like Michael Bible. Uproariously funny, unabashedly sexy, and with a nuanced sincerity that won’t sneak up on you till the end, Michael Bible’s novel is not only much-anticipated, but highly rewarding.
If you are offended by the idea of a preacher drinking, doing drugs, and having sex, this short novel is likely not for you. If you don’t have issues with those things, read on.
Because Reverend Maloney has sex dreams about the Holy Ghost (or maybe they’re real, who knows, because he’s got some substance problems). He’s also got a booze problem, lady problems, and drags his genius friend Eli around to chess tournaments where he palms Eli’s winnings. Along the way he narrates – mostly to Eli – a novel produced in koan-like (sort-of, these are longer than koans and completely un-Buddhist in spirit) paragraphs interspersed with the lives of martyred saints. Bible winds up his amazing short novel in a New York metro-wide chess match that smashes together Harry Potter and Mikhail Bulgakov.
So if you need to get away from your nutty relatives and Christmas-overload, blow your mind with Sophia by Michael Bible (not giving away where the title comes from).
Dear FTC: I received a DRC of this novel from the publisher via Edelweiss.