26 Lies, 1 Truth is fascinating and engaging whilst highly depressing at the same time. You're told up front there are 26 lies and one truth and then you follow a kind of narrative with unease, is it all really lies? And if they are, and you know it, how does that affect your reading and how should it affect your reading of the work?
I dunno. Does knowing it's lies and trying to guess the truth take something away from the truthiness? I'm not sure it does, for me. I'm left wondering whether it's bad to write fiction about which you have no personal experience or whether it's the misrepresentation that some writers have made of themselves in the name of bringing credibility to their fiction that's the problem. And if so, how has Peek misrepresented himself?
One aspect I had trouble with was his section on the letter C, devoted to "cunt". Peek is shocked and upset about the fact that women feel the worst word in the world to be one that describes their genitalia. For me, it's that the word is so vulgar and then means my genitalia, rather than my gentalia being offensive in the worst kind. However, I was amused that some letters on from C, he himself then uses the word to insult someone. It's kinda insulting - like insulting someone by saying they run like a girl. I wouldn't mind being able to run like Cathy Freeman and I bet she can outrun most men on the planet. But I digress.
26 Lies, One Truth is engrossing and unrelenting. I couldn't put it down and read it in almost one sitting. But I needed to read utter trash for the next two days to get it out of my head. Yet again Peek shows he can do experimental and he can pull it off.
And I'm not at all gonna mention the typos, no really, I'm not going to *do* that
ETA: The cover art is outstanding. Also the inside art is good too except for the one with Ben Peek without pants. People don't need to see that.