A spy-vs.-spy thriller from the New York Times-bestselling author. "Hallahan weaves a very effective web ... The novel rockets along" (Chicago Tribune). Intelligence operative Charlie Brewer has been a lone wolf since he took the fall for the CIA in a previous case. But now the official moles need h
Trip
✍ Scribed by Tao Lin
- Publisher
- Knopf Doubleday Publishing Group
- Year
- 2018;1823,
- Tongue
- en-US
- Weight
- 415 KB
- Category
- Fiction
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
✦ Synopsis
Part memoir, part history, part journalistic expos e, Trip is a look at psychedelic drugs, literature, and alienation from one of the twenty-first century's most innovative novelists--The Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test for a new generation. A Vintage Original.
While isolating himself to work on his novel Taipei, Tao Lin discovered the prolific work of Terence McKenna--the leading advocate of psychotropic drugs since Timothy Leary. Tao became obsessed with McKenna, whose worldview (and particular theory of drug use) seemed to present an alternate way of being. In Trip, Tao's first ever book-length work of nonfiction, he explores parallels between McKenna's life and his own in a far-reaching search for answers to looming questions: Why do we make art? What is language for? And are there essential, universal truths out there, beyond our limited range of perception?
Trip takes readers on a trip through psychedelic culture,...
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