Snapper by Brian Kimberling

Snapper
by Brian Kimberling

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Published: April 2013
Publisher: Pantheon
Genre: Comedy, Short Stories
Hardback: 224 pages
Rating: 5

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A great, hilarious new voice in fiction: the poignant, all-too-human recollections of an affable bird researcher in the Indiana backwater as he goes through a disastrous yet heartening love affair with the place and its people.

Nathan Lochmueller studies birds, earning just enough money to live on. He drives a glitter-festooned truck, the Gypsy Moth, and he is in love with Lola, a woman so free-spirited and mysterious she can break a man’s heart with a sigh or a shrug. Around them swirls a remarkable cast of characters: the proprietor of Fast Eddie’s Burgers & Beer, the genius behind “Thong Thursdays”; Uncle Dart, a Texan who brings his swagger to Indiana with profound and nearly devastating results; a snapping turtle with a taste for thumbs; a German shepherd who howls backup vocals; and the very charismatic state of Indiana itself. And at the center of it all is Nathan, creeping through the forest to observe the birds he loves and coming to terms with the accidental turns his life has taken.

Amusing quote:
"It's not funny," I protested. "I'm part of case law now or whatever. Ten, fifty, one hundred years from now people will read about me and say oh, Nathan Lochmueller, that charlatan with binoculars."
- page 133, chapter 9

Zombie sighting:
Was there zombies climbing out of open graves?
-page 164, chapter 11

My two-bits:
In-a-word(s): Oh, people. -page 210, chapter 13
Very enjoyable read that gives you the vibe of living in Indiana and bird watching details told with a fun sense of humor. Had several laugh out load moments. :-)

There are amusing references to Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice that tickled, too.

I read Pride and Prejudice in several installments sitting on a flat marble slab commemorating someone named Elizabeth Bennet. Kia would give me just enought time to wax wroth with Darcy over one thing or another, and then her choke chain would jingle nearby. -page 155, chapter 11

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