So Much Blue Av Percival Everett

<p><b>&lsquo;Absorbing in its simplicity about bourgeois banality and the quest for expression&rsquo; <i>NEW YORK TIMES</i></b><br><br>Kevin Pace is working on a painting that he won't allow anyone to see: not his children; not his best friend, Richard; not even his wife, Linda. The painting is a canvas of twelve feet by twenty-one feet and three inches, covered entirely in shades of blue. It may be his masterpiece or it may not; he doesn't know, nor does he particularly care.<br><br>What Kevin does care about are the events of the past: the affair he had with a young artist in Paris ten years ago and, further back, his journey to an El Salvador on the brink of war to retrieve Richard&rsquo;s drug-dealing brother. <i>So Much Blue</i> is a brilliant examination of how the past collides with present, and the secrets we keep from even ourselves.<br><br><b>&lsquo;<i>So Much Blue</i> is such a perfectly structured novel . . . A generous, thrilling book by a man who might well be America's most under-recognized literary master&rsquo; <i>NPR</i></b></p>