A BRILLIANT NOVEL IN THE WORKS

Yuvi’s novel will be available on August 14 and can be pre-ordered today:

Here is the semi-authorized trailer (which includes the creepy author pantsless):

WHAT OTHERS ARE SAYING

“Yuvi Zalkow writes like the secret love child of the smartest person you’ve ever met and the weirdo who lives down the block. In A Brilliant Novel in the Works, he mines the territory between heartbreak and hilarity with a voice so original it’s as if he made the territory up. His prose is wise and perceptive, generous and bold, funny and tender. The truest thing I can say about this ambitiously realized debut is: you must read this.”
– Cheryl Strayed, author of WILD, TORCH, and the Dear Sugar advice column

“If you buy just one book this year, consider resting this book on top of it. Yuvi Zalkow is a writer I’m going to watch from a safe distance.”
– Gary Shteyngart, author of SUPER SAD TRUE LOVE STORY, ABSURDISTAN, and THE RUSSIAN DEBUTANTE’S HANDBOOK

“A Brilliant Novel in the Works is an extremely smart and beautiful book. It will mess with your mind, in a good way, and show you what’s inside your heart. All while making you laugh. Read it before your friends do… so you can say you discovered Yuvi Zalkow.”
– Scott Sparling, author of WIRE TO WIRE

“Fuck writing a blurb — I just want to read this book all over again.”
– Joanna Rose, author of LITTLE MISS STRANGE

MORE ABOUT THE NOVEL

When Yuvi’s wife finds him in his underwear, standing on top of his desk, she isn’t particularly impressed with his writing habits.

But Yuvi worries. He has a wife who wants things he can’t give her, an editor who wants a book he can’t deliver, a brother-in-law whose gastrointestinal disease may lead him to a morbid end, and dead parents who, well, they don’t really want anything, but that doesn’t stop the memory of them from haunting him.

As the structure of Yuvi’s novel falls apart, so do his life and marriage. His novel and his life blend together as he struggles to pull out of the mess, traveling from his suburban Jewish home in Atlanta to the North Carolina mountains of his father’s childhood, to several hospital waiting rooms, to the living room of a grieving Palestinian man, and even to Uranus (and back, of course).