The July 7 edition of The New Yorker briefly but approvingly notes William Davies King’s memoir of his lifelong obsession with ephemera, Collections of Nothing. The New Yorker praises the book for “the way King weaves his autobiography into the account of his collection, deftly demonstrating that the two stories are essentially one” and continues:

“I lost and found myself in remote topical aisles of scholarship-wreck,” [King] says of his hours in Yale’s library, reading the most obscure books he could find. His hard-won self-awareness gives his disclosures an intensity that will likely resonate with all readers, even those whose collections of nothing contain nothing at all.

Read the rest at The New Yorker website. Also read an excerpt from the book and an essay by King, “Nothing to Speak About.”
Collections of Nothing was also an object of much affection on Omnivoracious and the cover is “Most Coveted Cover #181” over at Readerville.