I Don't Smoke Enough to Quit: An Epic of Diminished Proportions

Dreesen presents an unusual and welcoming memoir-in-verse, an epic colloquial journey through his childhood in a chaotic, eight-kid family as they ran a 24-hour highway truck stop and popular roadhouse in Nebraska. . . Dreesen expertly plays with language, cadence, texture, emotion, memory, and facts to impart the sense that all our knowledge is 'second hand, ' full of miscomprehension of other people and their perceptions, and yet our experiences are precious, our stories illuminating.--Booklist I'm still marveling at not only the artistry of this book, the playful erudition of it, the sheer entertainment of the storytelling, but also the life (harrowing and joyous) and place that inspired it. If that life wouldn't create a writer, I don't know what would. The details are terrific . . . Dreesen has captured a time and a place perfectly.--Ladette Randolph, Editor-in-chief, Ploughshares And what I'm about to tell you can't be toldstraight, so needs to be contained by form, for the tale is messy and meandering, if not downright weedy and windyas all the characters who blew through our livesback then and who we had to bend into, grimacing and hunched over, holding handsso as not to lose one another, sieve. In his imaginative memoir-in-verse, Robert Dreesen captures the stop-and-start rhythm of growing up in his family's 24-hour truck stop and drinkin' and dancin' bar alongside the Pan-American Highway in northeastern Nebraska. In a life that can be described as picaresque, Kenny, Rose, and their eight kids make their way through a world rich with farmers and ranchers, writers and painters, drunks and ne'er-do-wells, horses and dogs, imagined visits from poet-sages, insufficient money (but not poverty), fights, siblings, honor, booze, and the Missouri River.