Celebrated by the New York Times Book Review for its "genuine grace and beauty," Terese Svoboda's work has been called "desperate, chilling, seductive" (Vogue) and "haunting and profound" (A. M. Homes), while Vanity Fair warned that it "detonates on contact." In Tin God, her writing can only be called . . . divine. "This is God," the novel begins, helpfully spelling G-O-D for the reader, and we are spinning on our way into the heart of a Midwest that spans spirits and centuries and forever redefines the middle of nowhere. Whispers plague a