Interrogative Mood

<p>If Duchamp or maybe Magritte wrote a novel (and maybe they did. Did they?) it might look something like this remarkable little book of Padgett Powell's.</p><p>--Richard Ford</p><p><br /><em>The Interrogative Mood </em>is a wildly inventive jazzy meditation on life and language by the novelist that Ian Frazier hails as one of the best writers in America and one of the funniest too. A novel composed entirely of questions it is perhaps the most audacious literary high-wire act since Nicholson Baker's <em>The Mezzanine </em>or David Foster Wallace's stories;<em> </em>a playful and profound book that as Jonathan Safran Foer says will sear the unlucky volumes shelved on either side of it. How it doesn't itself combust in flames is a mystery to me. </p>