Swayed by the tenor of DIAGRAM, each text becomes comparable to the next, and reading takes on an experiential value akin to seeing. More
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Swayed by the tenor of DIAGRAM, each text becomes comparable to the next, and reading takes on an experiential value akin to seeing. More
Have you ever seen someone drink a can of beer in one hit and then crush the can? That would be an apt metaphor for the way I consumed Jami Attenberg’s The Middlesteins More
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That’s an eclectic mix, Annabel (and thanks for venturing out into the unknown waters of historical fiction)! I love the image of reading as a one-gulp drink and crush of the can. :–)
Theatre is a dumb, slow, antediluvian art-form. To be a theatre-maker is to be a stubborn brute howling in the desert. To choose to be a theatre maker is to define oneself as a cultural pervert, loitering on the fringes of masochism, far from the metropolis of relevance. More
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Rapture, blister, burn by Gina Gionfriddo
But Krien is, I think, an uncommonly thoughtful and fine-grained thinker, and often her opinions steer one direction when they appear to be going the other. Cautious reading is required. More
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Great run-down of what I thought was a fascinating and unusually patient discussion. I know some others have reacted strongly to this or that tendril of the conversation; I don’t believe there are easy answers, but I’ll be following keenly the...
When I think of all the voices in all the novels populating this house and studio—narrators lofty or confessional, intrusive or seductive, the sly unreliables, the ominiscients, the limiteds, the multiples—I know there has never been a voice like the one in the novel lying on my sofa right now. More
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The Burial sounds amazing – what an audacious choice for a narrative point-of-view – can’t wait!
The page is static; life moves on. And a writer selects from the vast mess of material that is life to craft a version of it. I've tried to make my version as true as possible, but it's necessarily incomplete. And there are carefully chosen omissions. More
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I can’t seem to pinpoint exactly what it is that I loved about this, but I loved reading it all the same.
This voluntary courting of pain, this mortification of the flesh and its ego-bolstering effects, all this stuff is central to western capitalist culture, like Buddhism’s perverse, lycra-clad shadow side. More