Former Omni editor-in-chief Adcroft drew on her own experiences in her father's Scranton, Pennsylvania, doughnut shop to concoct this fiction debut: 13 unambitious, loosely connected tales of the sugarcoated disaffected. Terri Kudja, a waitress at Every Day Doughnuts, works two jobs after hours in an effort to move out of the projects and transform her life. Wade Lowbar, baker's helper, hurries through work preoccupied with his much-older girlfriend's threats to give up on Welfare and take a job. Meanwhile, Mr. Raymond, middle-aged owner of the Scranton shop, does the right thing when he spots burglars sneaking out of the new doughnut franchise on the corner. Modest ambitions and mini-tragedies are the stuff of the Every Day Doughnut people's lives, and Adcroft's evocation of their experiences is equally modest and lacking in insight. In prose reminiscent of rambling coffee-shop conversation, the author comes up with a few memorable anecdotes--the teenaged janitor who offers to replace a female customer's missing set of teeth; the middle- aged manager who can't bring herself to marry; and the baker and apprentice minister who's so shy that he can preach only to his doughnuts as they fry--but these individual tales fail to coalesce into the novel they're said to be, and the reader is left hungry for more. ``Things rise here,'' Adcroft writes. That's about as deep as this book gets.