Flimsy Little Plastic Miracles: A Novel

Flimsy Little Plastic Miracles: A Novel

by Ron Currie Jr.
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Flimsy Little Plastic Miracles: A Novel by Ron Currie Jr.

A bold, arresting new work of fiction from the acclaimed author of Everything Matters!

In this tour de force of imagination, Ron Currie asks why literal veracity means more to us than deeper truths, creating yet again a genre-bending novel that will at once dazzle, move, and provoke.

The protagonist of Ron Currie, Jr.’s new novel has a problem­—or rather, several of them. He’s a writer whose latest book was destroyed in a fire. He’s mourning the death of his father, and has been in love with the same woman since grade school, a woman whose beauty and allure is matched only by her talent for eluding him. Worst of all, he’s not even his own man, but rather an amalgam of fact and fiction from Ron Currie’s own life. When Currie the character exiles himself to a small Caribbean island to write a new book about the woman he loves, he eventually decides to fake his death, which turns out to be the best career move he’s ever made. But fame and fortune come with a price, and Currie learns that in a time of twenty-four-hour news cycles, reality TV, and celebrity Twitter feeds, the one thing the world will not forgive is having been told a deeply satisfying lie.

What kind of distinction could, or should, be drawn between Currie the author and Currie the character?  Or between the book you hold in your hands and the novel embedded in it? Whatever the answers, Currie, an inventive writer always eager to test the boundaries of storytelling in provocative ways, has essential things to impart along the way about heartbreak, reality, grief, deceit, human frailty, and blinding love.

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9780670025343
Publisher: Viking Adult
Publication date: 02/07/2013
Pages: 352
Product dimensions: 6.40(w) x 9.12(h) x 1.18(d)

About the Author

Ron Currie, Jr., is the winner of the 2009 Addison M. Metcalf Award from the American Academy of Arts and Letters as well as the New York Public Library Young Lion’s Award for his acclaimed debut, God Is Dead. His 2009 novel, Everything Matters!, was an Indie Next Pick and one of Amazon’s 100 Top Books of 2009 and was named by the Los Angeles Times as among the Best Fiction of 2009. He lives in Waterville, Maine.

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Flimsy Little Plastic Miracles: A Novel 3 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 4 reviews.
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RebeccaScaglione More than 1 year ago
I've heard great things about Flimsy Little Plastic Miracles by Ron Currie, Jr. This is a novel veiled as a true story about a fictional (but very close to real) Ron Currie, and how after the love of his life Emma banishes him to a remote island, he ends up faking his death and selling millions of books. Really interesting concept.  But in reality, it was Ron Currie pining over his love for Emma, which is not my thing.  I also didn't love the characters of Ron or Emma.  Both seem very selfish. I wasn't a fan of this book, but then again, I'm not a fan of anything love-story-like.  And even though this wasn't traditional love story, it was, in essence, a man pining for a woman. You can check out Leah's review from Books Speak Volumes for a much different perspective (she gave it 5 stars!). What's the craziest thing you've done for love? Thanks for reading, Rebecca @ Love at First Book
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TheReadingWriter More than 1 year ago
I did not read any of Currie’s earlier works, so I did not know until now that his first novel, Everything Matters!, was so well received. But I could tell upon beginning this book that this was someone who bumped up hard against sudden celebrity—those moments when strangers seem to think they know you intimately. Not so fast, Currie seems to say. The book tells of a character named Ron Currie who is perpetually “in recovery” over the love of a woman, Emma, who returns his love but marries another. The book’s narrator leads a life of dissipation on a Caribbean isle while ostensibly writing another book. The book he ends up writing is all about Emma. This is a book about the nature of fiction. A novel, by its very definition, is fiction, or lies, or “not factual.” But Currie goes to some lengths to point out that it is not necessarily “untruth.” Fiction may be more truth than real truth, he seems to say. “From the perspective of a novelist, there is a brand of lying that feels more honest than the actual facts of an event. Lying as a way to move closer to the truth, or to illuminate how something actually feels in a way that mere facts cannot.” At its best, this novel could be read as a defense for James Frey, whose fictional memoir, A Million Little Pieces, about his time battling drug addiction, hit the world stage like a bomb. Frey was giving a better truth, a more real truth, and those truths were no less true than the truth. Fiction, Currie tells us, does not tell us how much he loves his Emma. It tells us how much we readers love our own special person. It gives us words for things we cannot articulate, but that we feel none-the-less. The closeness we feel with an author is illusion, since they are lying and we are not. The feelings the author evokes are real. The author sets us up for connection, and if he succeeds, we do connect. Anyway, to get to the end, we spend quite a lot of time navel-gazing…at Currie’s navel. This is self-conscious literature by someone who suggests that fiction succeeds when the author writes “honestly,” and allows readers to believe. If so, that bit about dissipation on the island felt too honest, and evoked in me the feeling that Currie knew a little too much about drinking, fighting, rough sex, and driving off piers with the intent to kill. True or not, it’s a l-i-t-t-l-e too close for comfort, and I want to tell him to knock it off. I want to tell him to have a look at Saunder's new book, Tenth of December: Stories. This is someone who came out on the other side of "what fiction is" with his sense of humor intact. So, what are Flimsy Little Plastic Things? I’m not telling. You go find out for yourself. But I’m sort of scratching my head over the title still. I have no idea why they didn’t name it The Singularity.