“Motel Chronicles” is a collection of fiction, personal recollections, and poetry, by Sam Shepard. Written with a sparse, clean, direct, style, though not without Shepard’s trademark thinking man’s approach, I found these pieces to be compelling and a much-needed respite from the noise of the overly talkative world. I would call these pieces stark, and say that the work of Sam Shepard is that of a writer’s writer. I thoroughly enjoyed this book.
How’s that for a quick review?