At first glance An Arsonist’s Guide to Writers’ Homes in New England by Brock Clarke might be some sort of cult’s “bible”. Just for the record other people may think this too and you could possible get some dirty looks out in public, so you might want to consider getting this one on Kindle. There is a possibility you even get reported to the police by one of these nosy people. In the case that you do get arrested, you will have more thrills in the jail’s holding center than you will get reading this book.
Sam Pulsifer, a self-described “bumbler”, is the main character of the book. When he was eighteen he set fire to Emily Dickinson’s home in only a way a true “bumbler” can, accidentally. When all things were said and done Sam unknowingly killed two people in the fire, and was sentenced to ten years in prison. After he gets out of prison he completely starts over. He marries a beautiful woman and they have two children. He does this all while withholding his past life from his family. At this point in the book you probably have decided with the topic of either empathizing with him or hating him. What most will come to find out “bumblers” always will make you feel like they are begging for your pity, and this one of the reasons why you will hate him. With comments like “Where should I go?” after his parents force him to move out of their house after only a month of living there after his stint at prison, you will be leaning toward the sympathy side of things. After he later goes on to admit to cheating on his wife, which he didn’t do, you will struggling to conjure up any feelings of sympathy for him. This struggle between liking or a hating a character happens with many other people in the book also. If I had one word of advice to give to Brock Clarke and other authors in general, I would say to not let the reader decide if they should like a character or not, make the decision for them.
When it comes to the writing craft something of it sizzles while other parts just fizzle and die like a poorly constructed campfire in a pouring rain. Many people reading may be expecting a book that is “wildly, unpredictably funny” like The New York Times promises, but what you will is a book that is only somewhat funny. Many of the jokes fall flat, because of how Sam just keeps talking and talking in the manner of a person who thinks they are funny but they aren’t. You get the feeling of a bad sitcom where the audience is laughing at all the things that should be funny, but they aren’t. It would be a lie if someone told you that this wasn’t funny at all, but it just isn’t as funny as advertised causing many people to be irked.
All in all I would give this book two stars out of five. Maybe if you read this book with lower expectations it would be more enjoyable, but when you expect an outrageously funny book and don’t get one, you feel let down leading this book to get the review that it got.