A review by masonanddixon
Infinite Ground by Martin MacInnes

Among the first books I've seen to bear Tom McCarthy's influence in its fractalized surreal vignettes of the absurd, Infinite Ground is a slippery, postmodern mystery that is less about a missing person than about the idea of the word 'missing'. When the even the particular contains the infinite what good is attention, what power is story telling in the infinite of space, and the infinite of the molecular, the atomic, the viral? More a pleasure to think about than to read, but MacInnes may have a convert on his hands should his later, more broadly acclaimed, novels mend that gap.