Breece Pancake, who committed suicide at the age of 27, leaving behind only a small collection of stories, seems to be "a writer's writer". That is, writers greatly admire (even to the point of awe..., they say), his technical skills. I have no reason, and am in no position to dispute that.
As a reader, however, and especially one not at all in syn with rural, hard-scrabble, small-town, 1970's West Virginian idiom and mood and ethos, the book was less appealing. But this is a purely personal bias and limitation.