"In simple black type, his fortune reads: TAKE THE CORNER." (p.31) Not a conventional fortune, he thinks, especially considering that he has just been thinking about whether God speaks to people, but they just don't listen, and he has promised, in the Chinese restaurant washroom, "Okay, God...I'm all in." (p.23) Parrish takes the matter to his best friends, slacker employees Duncan and Mason, and there follows a typical dialogue among the three twenty-something friends.
"All I'm saying is, as sentences from God go," Mason clarified, "it's a very short, not very informative sentence."
"He didn't have scads of room," said Duncan.
"God couldn't write on the back? Use a smaller font?" (p.35)
Several pages later, the men discover the cookie was made in New Jersey.
"Isn't that the Godforsaken State?"
"Oh, right." (p.37)
I could have just said that the author has a way with snappy dialogue and an ear for the way hip twenty-somethings might interact, but I thought it would be better just to give a sample from the book. I also felt as though I wanted to interrupt their meandering musings about, for example, why golf balls have dents and join right in, without actually verifying the facts of course. It's bar talk, only in a coffee bar, and no one Googles for the answer on their Iphone because that would ruin the fun of arguing.
|New Jersey Fortune Cookie by ASdeF|
Interview with Geoffrey Wood
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