So far, there are long and obscure ruminations on tax codes, the CPA exam, and the bitter consequences of hiding a backlog of unfinished working papers in air ducts. I’m only at the beginning, and already one accountant died in the bull-pen, but no one noticed for four days.
BTW, The Pale King is unfinished; before he could complete it, Wallace committed suicide.
You can buy the book here. Wallace is an acquired taste. You might want to start off with some of his easier works, like A Supposedly Fun Thing I’ll Never Do Again or The Broom of the System before jumping into this one.