Since when I discovered this author, I’ve been reading compulsively whatever he writes.
If you don’t know him, you can start with this story on The New Yorker:
From the outside, our house on the North Carolina coast—the Sea Section—is nothing much to look at. It might have been designed by a ten-year-old with a ruler, that’s how basic it is: walls, roof, windows, deck. It’s easy to imagine the architect putting down his crayon and shouting into the next room, “I’m done. Can I watch TV now?”
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