Sharp Teeth by Toby Barlow
Written entirely in verse, Toby Barlow 's novel centers around several packs of werewolves living in LA. I read some intriguing reviews of the book when it came out, but forgot about the novel in verse thing until I opened it Friday night and started reading. I was skeptical of the format but after a few pages Barlow's rhythm and lyrical language just pulled me right in. This isn't a romanticized or traditional werewolf book; the writing is more like David Foster Wallace than Stephenie Meyer: Peabody's desk phone rings. Picking it up he thinks there's a point in your life when the youthful promise of every phone call devolves to a point where each phone ringing only inspires an "uh-oh" or "oh shit" or "what now." Barlow's novel nails the loneliness of life outside and inside the pack and I fell in love with his wounded protagonists. Each page is full of gorgeous prose; I finally stopped dog earing the pages about halfwa