In paperback for the first time, the much-beloved satirical novel
The New York Times praised as "both a treatise and a romp"
Baby Ralph has ways to pass the time in his crib--but they don't include
staring at a mobile. Aided by his mother, he reads voraciously: "All of
Swift, all of Sterne, Invisible Man, Baldwin, Joyce, Balzac, Auden,
Roethke," along with a generous helping of philosophy, semiotics, and
trashy thrillers. He's also fond of writing poems and stories (in
crayon). But Ralph has limits. He's mute by choice and can't drive, so
in his own estimation he's not a genius. Unfortunately for him, everyone
else disagrees. His psychiatrist kidnaps him for testing, and once his
brilliance is quantified (IQ: 475), a Pentagon officer also abducts him.
Diabolically funny and lacerating in its critique of poststructuralism,
Glyph has the feverish plot of a thriller and the philosophical depth
of a text by Roland Barthes. If anyone can map the wilds of literary
theory, it's Ralph, one of Percival Everett's most enduring creations.