“A perfect book, from the first line to the last. My Dead Book is the most electrifying thing I've read in a long time, a poetic, compressed novella about queer loss and addiction that reminded me of Gary Indiana and William Burroughs.”
—Olivia Laing, the Guardian

“What a blistering book—Nate Lippens has created something truly fucking great. It’s as if the storied stars of Lou Reed's ‘Walk on the Wild Side’ overshot Manhattan and wound up in Wisconsin, broke and blue with cold and depressed beyond belief by the thought that this nowhere is now home. It’s a bitter pill, but I love bitterness, and who doesn't love pills?”
—Derek McCormack

“A satellite of weary, tender doom, in the Midwest amidst the specter of AIDS and the culture wars.”
—Kate Zambreno, BOMB

“There’s no doubt to this book. You’d think that was a flaw but it’s been burned away. My Dead Book is not short though it is brief. It’s loving, bittersweet, and actually courageous because it tells a story that is slightly unbearable because it’s all secret, awful hard bad secrets and funny as hell. Nate’s balancing act works because the heart of it (this novel) is true even though it’s often heartless. It’s simple. He knows what things are worth. When you need the sea or a bird they’re there like they never were before.”
—Eileen Myles

“What a blistering book—Nate Lippens has created something truly fucking great. It's as if the storied stars of Lou Reed's "Walk on the Wild Side" overshot Manhattan and wound up in Wisconsin, broke and blue with cold and depressed beyond belief by the thought that this nowhere is now home. It's a bitter pill, but I love bitterness, and who doesn't love pills?”
—Maggie Nelson