"He nails down words that come tumbling out of the vast and ever-bubbling cauldron of creation. . . . He is hunting the projectionist of the Big Picture Show, a projectionist who exposes all as one. . . . But Madison Morrison himself might be the projectionist he hunts. Mostly silent when it comes to the word God, the frightening fact to me is that, as a writer, he could probably be God's alter, ego, or at least one of them!"