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There Is No Year

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Blake Butler

There Is No Year

a novel

For no one

Contents

Cover

Title Page

 

Part One

    
Controller

    
Estate

    
Copy Family

    
What Else Could They Have Done?

    
Pretend to not be There

    
The Copy Mother, In Particular

    
Smothering, The Mother’s Knowledge of

    
Closer

    
The Copy Son, In Particular

    
No

    
A Good Day

    
Room of Hair

    
Disease Relics

    
How the Son Got Sick

    
Keys

    
Heads

    
Another Room on the Same Evening

    
The Skin of God

    
After Dinner

    
An Investigation

    
Late List

    
Passage

    
Decision

    
His

    
The Son’s Book

    
Book

    
Lawnwork

    
A Very Long Hallway

    
The Son’s Fingernail

    
Power Exit

    
Relax

 

Part Two

    
What Took the Father so Long at Work

    
Q&A Re: the Father’s Car & House, etc.

    
What the Father did Then

    
Other Fathers

    
The Son’s Phone

    
What the Mower Found

    
The Copy Egg

    
What the Son did with his Information

    
The Most Frequently Played Song on the Son’s Computer Before the Son Erased the Contents of the Hard Drive and Burned it and Buried the Computer in the Woods

    
Incoming

    
Encombing

    
What Was Beneath The Father

    
13-Dream Dream Sequence

    
Sequel

    
Special Friend

    
Body Double

    
Version

    
Active Listing

    
Welcome

    
Hey

    
3 Doors 1 Room

    
Beep Probe

    
Other Mothers

    
Vow

    
Offer

    
Copy Speech

    
Bell Chords

    
Copy Sleep

    
Somnambulist

    
Invocation—Invitation

    
Inverse Color

    
The Son

    
Mirryramid

    
Job

    
Hole

    
Enter

    
What the Son Learned the Ants had Done

    
X

    
Inverse Sound

    
Skinning

    
In a Daze the Son Remembers The Black Package He’d up Till now Ignored or Forgotten or Somehow just not Seen

    
???Egakcap Eht Edisni Saw Tahw

 

Part Three

    
Renege

    
Redress

    
Game

    
Surround

    
Infinite Reflection

    
Look Again

    
Indications of the Manner by which you will Arrive

    
Exit Method

    
In the Sand Around a Hallway

    
Nothing You Ever, Nothing Nothing

    
Another Fucking Box

    
Soft!

    
Air

    
Sleepover

    
Path

    
Home

    
Tunnel in a Tunnel in a Tunnel (in an Eye)

    
What

    
Help Yourself

    
Pop!

    
Film

    
Room

    
Photoperiod

    
Night

    
Consume

    
Database

    
Entrance, Passage, Gallery

    
The Father, Reconsidered

    
Antechamber, Second Antechamber, Shafts

    
Film of A Film

    
Map of Ascent

    
Apex

    
Lawn

    
Hi Hey There Hello

    
A Very Specific Wall

    
Portal

    
Queen

    
The House was Getting Wavy

    
Copy House

    
Rememberemberer

    
Drink

    
That is Some Thick Stuff

    
Rorrim

    
Not a Word or Shape or Name

    
Interview

    
The Wanting Box

    
Inside

    
Answer

    
Box Of Boxes

    
Where am I Where have I been Where are you

    
There There

 

Part Four

    
Removal

    
Deep Focus

    
Body

    
Oh

    
Please Respond

    
Ungift

    
Massive Fabric

    
Initiate

    
O

    
0

    
Days

    
The Repeating Night

    
DoppelgÄNger Mantra

    
Hive

    
Population

    
Cocoon Gazebo

    
Bag

    
Blank

    
Either

    
Copy of a Copy of a Copy

    
Or

    
Hallway

Acknowledgments

About the Author

 

Also by Blake Butler

Credits

Copyright

About the Publisher

For years the air above the earth had begun sagging, suffused by a nameless, ageless eye of light. This light had swelled above the buildings. It caked on any object underneath.

This light, unlike most other light, outside itself could not be seen, could not be felt impressed upon each inch of air and body. It had no length, no temperature, no speed.

Each day the light grew gently thicker, purer. Each day still felt the same. Its presence rode in ridges on the faces of the hours and in silent hair all down all arms.

At night the light would be called dark. Among the dark the people staggered, aligned upon the air with hidden halls. In hidden halls they bumped and built their homes.

Each of these homes, no matter how small, held at least several outlets, doors, and bulbs. In each home, as well, several people, each fit with further holes inside them too.

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