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The Barnes & Noble Review from Discover Great New Writers
Don't look too closely for the meaning of life in this fast-paced, remorselessly sharp-witted novel. Just when you think you've got it figured out, along comes Happiness™ to tell you differently. Edwin de Valu is a cynical associate acquisitions editor in the self-help division of a trade publishing house. With his reputation at stake and a deadline looming, an eerie-looking 1,000-page manuscript adorned with daisy stickers and chockful of feel-good platitudes lands on his desk. Is it too good to be true? (Probably, but we'll get to that later.)

Edwin grudgingly publishes the bloated, self-important work, titled What I Learned on the Mountain, and to everyone's surprise (especially Edwin's), it hits the big time with a message that sets off a chain of earth-shattering events. But the strangest effect of the "book" on its readership is that it makes them, well, nice. Needless to say, an unhappy band of rogue capitalists arrives to exact revenge on Edwin for precipitating the downfall of Western civilization. And to save his own life, Edwin is forced to embark on a search-and-destroy mission -- his sole object the demise of the self-help guru he helped create.

Thank you, Will Ferguson, for reminding is that it's perfectly fine to be unhappy, because the alternative isn't all it's cracked up to be. (Summer 2002 Selection)

The Washington Post

Although advertised as hilarious, Happiness has an ominous truth at its core. Novelist Will Ferguson has written the ultimate satire on self-help books, full of hijinks and capers -- think of Monty Python skits replete with both juvenility and Latin terms. Its conclusion, however, mutes the belly laughs: "we can't . . . close our eyes and hug ourselves into believing that old age, death and disillusion don't exist." — Carolyn S. Briggs

Publishers Weekly

Though it might seem redundant to satirize the self-help industry, Canadian writer Ferguson (Hokkaido Highway Blues) makes a heroic effort in his first novel, combining sitcom-like gags about the publishing industry with the truism that if a self-help book ever actually succeeded in its goals, it would wipe out its own market. The massive and horrible What I Learned on the Mountain, by Rajee Tupak Soiree, arrives in Edwin de Valu's slush pile and is promptly tossed in the garbage by the hapless editor. However, Mr. Mead, owner of Panderic Books, needs a self-help book to fill a hole in the fall catalogue. Edwin volunteers Tupak's magnum opus, then sets out to retrieve it from the waste system and edit it, a process that proves to be unsettling. Edwin's editorial ordeals are mitigated by his immediate boss, May Weatherhill, with whom he is carrying on an intermittent affair, although he is married to the insufferable Jenni. Eventually, the book comes out and becomes a sleeper hit: soon all of America is quitting smoking, drinking, drugging and even reading (except for Tupak's oeuvre). Edwin and Mr. Mead are so horrified by the new world they have helped create that, accompanied by Mr. Ethics, a former Panderic self-help author who is on the lam from prison, they resolve to find and kill Tupak. This is a richly imagined and at times darkly humorous book, but Ferguson's felicities are undermined by the clunky obviousness of his biggest jokes. Agent, Carolyn Swayze. (June 10) Copyright 2002 Cahners Business Information.

Kirkus Reviews

The fictional debut of Canadian travel-writer Ferguson (Hohhaido Highway Blues, 1998): an uproarious, uneven farce about the publication of the only self-help book that actually helps-and thus brings about "the end of the world (as we know it)." Grumpy, snide, self-absorbed book editor Edwin de Valu is shoveling through the Panderic Books slush-pile when he finds a badly typed, badly written, utterly derivative 1,300-page manuscript encrusted with daisy stickers: What I Learned on the Mountain, by Tupak Soiree. Awful. But times are hard: Panderic's line of Chicken Broth for the . . . books is played out, and its Mr. Ethics series is on hold now that Mr. Ethics is in jail again. De Valu has to come up with something for the new list, so, after a series of wonderfully comic misadventures, he edits and cuts down What I Learned on the Mountain, then retitles it Chocolates for the Soul. The mysterious Tupak Soiree then forces de Valu to publish the manuscript as is, though de Valu avenges himself on the impolitic author by printing it as cheaply as possible, with no cover illustration or promotion. But, alas, word of mouth triumphs. Soiree guests on Oprah and soon his perfectly perky self-help-crazed wife Jenni is repeating its "Live! Love! Learn!" mantra and employing its polyorgasmic "Li Bok" sex techniques to spice up their marriage. Great sex makes de Valu even grouchier as he notices the tobacco industry going bankrupt thanks to Soiree's sure-fire quit-smoking method-to be followed by the fashion and make-up industries as people learn to be satisfied with themselves as they are. After Mr. Ethics escapes from jail, de Valu joins him in a desperate attempt to unmask Soiree and, perhaps,teach the world to be miserable again. Gleefully nasty. If Mel Brooks set The Producers in the publishing industry, he'd come up with something like this.