I WALK BETWEEN THE RAINDROPS

The prolific Boyle continues to have fun and make literary mischief with his latest story collection.

There's no reason why these 13 stories should seem so funny, as most of them confront individual mortality and some sort of cultural collapse. They run the gamut from the subversively real to the surreal in such a way that they blur the distinction between the implausible and the inevitable. The epigraph quotes the promise/threat in Willie Dixon’s “I’m Your Hoochie Coochie Man”: “I’m goin’ to mess with you.” And mess with you these stories do, whether it’s removing the blinders from a series of privileged and deluded narrators or messing with the reader’s understanding of where the author might be located in this artistic dynamic. “Key to the Kingdom” invites the reader to see the protagonist as the author, though there’s always peril in doing so with this trickster. Now branded as F.X. Riley, he's returned to his alma mater—where he was known as Frank—to give a reading, and he is given something of a celebrity’s welcome. “Not that he was a celebrity himself, or not especially—books were too obscure in this age to register to that degree on the social scale, especially literary books. Like his.” It’s a story that cuts close to the bone on themes of alcoholism, paternity, and academic suicide, making a strong case that its truth has nothing to do with how factual it might be. The title story doesn’t tempt the reader to confuse author and narrator, though it rings every bit as true and is very funny in the darkest sort of way, as complacency provides little protection in the face of “something like a billion and a half stinking people all hurtling toward the grave. Like everybody else in the world. Like her. Like him.” There’s a futurism running through much of the collection, whether it’s trying to avoid omnipresent facial recognition (“SCS 750”) or submitting to the tyranny of vehicles that take you where they want you to go (“Asleep at the Wheel”), but it seems like we’ve already turned the corner into that future.

A playful virtuoso with a deadly seriousness of purpose.