Orogeny – Irène Mathieu

OROGENY generates mountains; dynamite destroys them. The cycle is complete; the circle closes. Or perhaps not.

Angel Station – Jáchym Topol

ANGEL STATION is a seething novel of accumulation, fast, strange, and destructive.

The Kingdom of the Young – Edie Meidav

Although Meidav’s writing is lucid and subtly evocative, it really makes no effort to be “lyrical” or “rhapsodic.”

Double Teenage – Joni Murphy

The problem of girlhood cannot be adequately addressed within the form of literary realism.

The Plains – Gerald Murnane

In the absence of scene, ideas take over – invented bibliographies, doctrinal disputes, theories of time, schools of mapmaking – but always with a physical backdrop, an illuminated library row or looming landscape.

The Sacred Era – Yoshio Aramaki

Formerly preoccupied with imagining the future, science fiction is more inclined toward future anteriority.

In Search of New Babylon – Dominique Scali

This genealogy of American violence suggests the West as an extension of a mechanism long set in motion, always going to break in the singular, inevitable way it could have.

Medea – Catherine Theis

Theis lives in the stage directions, in the unspoken.

The Knack of Doing – Jeremy M. Davies

In fiction, it’s more fun when the watch, after pages and pages of diligent ticking, explodes, starts screaming, or shoots poop out of its dial — does something, anything, to upend the pattern or upset the conceit.

Bodies of Summer – Martin Felipe Castagnet

At its best Castagnet’s debut work artfully skirts overt philosophizing about mind-body relations and necropolitics, keeping this slim speculative novel at an athletic pace and leaving ample room for us to explore its marvelous world for ourselves.