I Am Sorry to Think I Have Raised a Timid Son

“A surprising, beautiful book, at once tough and tender, hilarious and dark, and above all, deeply original.”  
–NPR.org
 
“Kent Russell is one of the most excitingly gifted young nonfiction writers to have appeared in recent memory.” —John Jeremiah Sullivan, author of Pulphead

“Lovely and bruising. . . . The essays have more than a little in common with the work of David Foster Wallace.” —The New York Times Book Review
 
“A ludicrously smart, tragicomic man-on-the-edge memoir in essays.”  —Vanity Fair

“An exhilarating collection of essays. . . . Russell writes in an endearing voice that can be at once wryly observant and objectively fair. . . . What’s most impressive about this collection is the way the disparate essays cohere into a memoir-like whole.”
     –Financial Times

“A plunge into the most vulnerable depths of the author’s psyche, and simultaneously, complementarily, a looking outward into the world’s darkest corners and strangest characters.”
     —Los Angeles Review of Books

“He throws himself at [his subjects’] mercy, he fights for them, he admires their power, he jabs at their soft spots, he flees, he circles back. Russell’s compassion for his subjects is not blind, and he doesn’t tread lightly, but he sees them as part of his crew, and he protects them with a ferocity and camaraderie that would make anyone want Russell in their corner.”
     —The Rumpus

“A portrait of contemporary American masculinity that is brazen and bleak, strange and often hilarious.”
     —Minneapolis Star Tribune

“The comparison will inevitably be made, so let’s go ahead and just make it: There is certainly a bit of David Foster Wallace in Kent Russell, most certainly in the feeling that you are reading a beautiful, intricate mind.”
     —Paste
 
“Kent Russell’s essays are scary and sublime and the real real deal.”
    –Chad Harbach, author of The Art of Fielding

“For those of us who’ve been missing Hunter Thompson lately, good news: I Am Sorry to Think I Have Raised a Timid Son is as close as we’re going to get to his second coming when it comes to full-on gonzo passionate observation and self-loathing transmuted into social criticism.   Its larger subject is perhaps the most toxic and entertaining of all of the can-do malevolences abroad in our land – American masculinity – but its more intimate and wrenching subject is that of one father and son, similarly self-sabotaging, masters of hurtful apathy, talkers who reject the talking cure, each shipwrecked with their shame.   If you’re looking for what’s funny and smart and fierce and devoted to the shrinking hope that we can all even still perhaps cultivate virtue, stop right here.”
     –Jim Shepard, author of The Book of Aron

“Self-deprecating, bitterly funny . . . [and] compelling throughout. John Jeremiah Sullivan should watch his back.”
     —Entertainment Weekly

“Russell writes like a man in a fever dream. His sentences were forever jumping off the page and kissing me. . . . [A] wonderful book by one of our most excitingly gifted young nonfiction writers.”
     —Bill Morris, The Millions