

Probably the first profound thought I had as a little kid was wondering why anything exists at all. I then tried to imagine what "nothing" looks like, at which point my brain began to whir like an overheating laptop. This, then, seems like a book I was destined to write myself, but luckily Percival Everett got there first. Dense with clever wordplay, I found the rapid-fire riffing on the meaning of "nothing" impressive and genuinely funny at...