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		<title>treacly</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Peter Ferry was one of Dave Eggers high school teachers and this book bears a strong family resemblance (even though they’re not related). It is essentially a very sentimental and melodramatic story that tries to make those things palatable through a number of rhetorical and narrative trick. Its form is a metafictional fake memoir. Its [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://www.amazon.com/dp/product/0151014361?tag=oncaesura-20&#038;linkCode=as2" style="text-decoration:none;"><img style="float:right;margin-left:5px;width:120px;border:none;" src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/0151014361.01._AA_SCMZZZZZZZ_.jpg" id="amazon_preview_img" /></a>Peter Ferry was one of Dave Eggers high school teachers and this book bears a strong family resemblance (even though they’re not related).  It is essentially a very sentimental and melodramatic story that tries to make those things palatable through a number of rhetorical and narrative trick.  Its form is a metafictional fake memoir.  Its voice is ironic, cynical, and knowing.  It blurs the line between reality and fiction.  Its focus is the power and importance of storytelling.  With enough of this, even the thickest treacle can slide down smooth.</p>
<p>That said, the book is fun and freewheeling, entirely sincere and heartfelt, and a quick enjoyable read.  Art it isn’t.  Worth reading if you have a long lazy afternoon to kill, it is.</p>
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