The Pequod Review:
Deb Olin Unferth's Vacation is a good novel about marriage, connection, and obsession. And she writes pitch-perfect sentences like this one: “The hotel room itself was worse, some sort of misunderstanding between human and machine, a mistake about the meaning of the word ‘clean.’ . . . Or about the meaning of ‘convenient,’ contraptions bolted into walls and tables as if built by an alien tribe based on descriptions read from dictionaries — lamp, remote control, pencil cup — so that it looked like a reconstruction by someone who had never seen the original.” Recommended.