Joshua Wheeler's essay collection Acid West is alive, unglamorous, funny, visceral, American, a Martin Parr-esque look at a country that has always been in the business of redefining itself. --Literary Hub
"His narrative voice is funny and approachable throughout, which keeps the book lively and light even while demonstrating Wheeler's intelligence... His prose is superb... Acid West stays engaging and Wheeler's confidence in his wordsmithing never wanes. Wheeler is artful with such nonchalance that he can focus his writing on crafting imagery and constructing metaphors." --Spectrum Culture
"Wheeler's essays limn this American outback and its unsettled and sometimes-unsettling ways . . . In a dusty rejoinder to Chuck Klosterman's Fargo Rock City, Wheeler shows a fine eye for the stranger aspects of this country . . . His account of digging ditches in the caliche soil to repair water lines is a masterpiece of proletarian wistfulness.." --Kirkus
"Acid West is a freaky, stylish, heart-cracking-open book about the beautiful and bonkers badlands of the Southwest. Josh Wheeler's essays throb with radioactive resonance and the Technicolor brilliance of a desert sunset. I'm in awe of this book." --Claire Vaye Watkins
"It's been a long wait for Joshua Wheeler's first book, but it would have been worth the wait even if we'd had to wait twice as long. Full of fine lines mined by a still-young writer, Acid West is worth its weight in gold." --Geoff Dyer
"In a captivating, beautifully wrought voice, Joshua Wheeler creates precise, intuitive essays about his Land of Enchantment that reveal its haunted and marginalized history. Acid West is a protest love song by a virtuosic storyteller who makes me laugh and marvel at the overlooked wonders and weirdness of New Mexico and its borderlands." --Carmen Gim nez Smith
"Joshua Wheeler and his marauding curiosity make a spectacular debut in Acid West, a collection of essays that raids American history, cosmology, family lore, Hollywood, aeronautics, video games, and even the landscape itself in order to fashion for his beloved Southern New Mexico a vision of the world that could not exist without it. And in the thrall of Wheeler's beautiful, bawdy, and roguishly charming essays, you're going to believe it." --John D'Agata