‘Super Sunday in Newport’ by Matt Love – Sherry’s Book Review
I am a “house mouse”. I know this about myself. I like being inside when it is really cold, terribly rainy or ridiculously windy. Hiking sounds like a really good idea to me. I can’t say I’ve ever actually done it, though. I prepare for severe weather alerts with blankets, hot chocolate, a good book and firewood (well, propane now, anyway).
Matt Love, on the other hand, walks in worlds that people like me don’t see. He goes out on the beach every day with his beloved dogs, whatever the weather, and he revels in it. He witnesses incredible instances of “nature happening” all around the Coast, that in an average person’s rush and haste they might miss. He hangs out in bars and overhears the most, shall we say, interesting conversations from characters that some of us might think twice about hanging out with. And luckily for all of the “house mouses” of the world, he writes about them for the rest of us to read!
His prose is straightforward and to the point, much like I imagine Matt himself might be in his own life. The book is made up of 46 brief stories written for an Open Mic Night in Newport at a place called Cafe’ Mundo. They highlight Matt’s experiences during his first year living in Newport, culminating with the events that occurred when he pledged to go to every bar in town on Super Bowl Sunday. His first year in Newport was a transitional one, having just left his decade-long position as the caretaker for the Nestucca Bay National Wildlife Refuge. You can tell over the course of these writings how he comes to terms with what, for him, was a very great loss. For the people who get to read this book it was, I believe, a very great gain.
If you have ever wondered how another person deals with grief, read this book. If you are curious about just what goes on in Oregon bars, read this book. If you wonder just how there came to be so many homeless folks and transvestites in Newport, read this book. (It won’t give you the answer, but it will help that curiosity along tremendously!) If you want to know what it feels like when a coyote runs out in front of you on the beach on a still morning, read this book. (Hint- it can heal a broken heart.) If you want to know what Oregon Tavern Age (OTA) is… well, you get the idea.
In short, I liked this book a great deal. My favorite parts were, of course, the bits about his dogs. (If this in any way surprises you- well, then, you must never have met me. My dog is just about all I talk about on any given day if given half a chance.) Reading this book makes you feel like you’ve met Matt, you know Matt and you like him. That he’s a heckuva great guy. It’s personal, meaningful and has something throughout it that almost anyone, excepting politicians and the media, can appreciate- truth.
I like to think that when this house mouse is old and gray, I will be sitting in my cozy cottage and reading good books while a storm blows in from the Pacific. Even more than that, though, I like to think that Matt will be out walking on the beach with his dogs, raging against the dying of the light, noticing the things that I would never think to see and then sitting in some bar and writing all about it. For people like me to read and enjoy.
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So, in the tradition of my previous book reviews that I did for another site, this is where I assign a rating and sum up. As the primary reviewer for Ekahni Books, I give “Super Sunday in Newport: Notes From My First Year In Town”…
4.5 out of 5 stars
This was a great book, and I would highly recommend it to almost anyone. The only reason it’s missing that last half of a star is that I wished it had been longer and more fleshed out in places. I know that it was for an Open Mic Night, and there was probably a time limit to write for, but still… some of the stories leave you wanting.

Best review I’ve received and certainly the most perceptive. Thanks for carrying the book and being a great Oregon bookstore.
Now get out more!
You will be happy to know that I hiked Neahkahnie just last week. My first ever hike, and I made it almost all the way to the top! (I got too scared to continue when the trail was only about 12 inches wide with a 300 foot drop off to one side- my legs just wouldn’t move forward!) But, I did get to see the incredible view! And I wore myself out. So, it was good. I was scared, sore and exhausted at the end, but it was good.
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