“Olofsson’s Moebler opens as some kind of demented IKEA commercial, playing with the notion that all our stuff can save us. Of course, it can’t. The characters in this book are wrecked by common demons, the worst kind: grief, shame and loneliness. And their attempts at winning these battles are absurd and hallucinatory, like the hagiographies of the old desert saints. The interlinked structure allows readers to know more than the characters it describes, adding to its overall empathy. Olofsson writes with compassion for and respect for the privacy of these characters who seem to want to, in plain sight, disappear.”
—Sean Ennis, author of Cunning, Baffling, Powerful