The Beast God Forgot to Invent

Jim Harrison is an American master, and The Beast God Forgot to Invent is a book that The New York Times Book Review called "a big, wet, sloppy kiss that] Harrison continues to plant on the face of life itself".

These are stories of culture and wildness, of men and beasts and where they overlap. A wealthy man retired to the Michigan woods narrates the tale of a younger man decivilized by brain damage. A Michigan Indian wanders Los Angeles, hobnobbing with starlets and screenwriters while he tracks an ersatz Native-American activist who stole his bearskin. An aging "alpha canine", the author of three dozen throwaway biographies, eats dinner with the ex-wife of his overheated youth, and must confront the man he used to be. As The Plain Dealer (Cleveland) put it, "The Beast God Forgot to Invent is a proud addition to the Harrison oeuvre. It is exhilarating to watch a master at work".