Frank O’Hara’s Notorious B.I.G.

by

The affinities between New York’s most mercurial lyricists.

The Unmapped Country – Ann Quin

by

The substance of Ann Quin’s novels are not to be found in their stories but in the ways in which Quin displaces the story without ever quite abandoning it.

Census – Jesse Ball

by

What should we expect of a novel? A momentary escape from gray-skied reality? A catalyst for personal realization? Census provided none of these possibilities for me.

English-language Poetry in Hong Kong Now

by

We can certainly no longer say that ‘[t]here is no English-language literary community from which to draw some kind of affinity or against which to react’. One just has to go out, be receptive, join a group, and meet and mingle with other like-minded people.

Empty Set – Verónica Gerber Bicecci

by

How do you render negative space, and if you can accurately describe it, is it really negative?

Berlin Alexanderplatz – Alfred Döblin

by

It’s a work wherein that which is nascent only moves in a single, inevitable line, to onomatopoeic beats of the novel’s closing words, “widdeboom, widdeboom.”

The Answers – Catherine Lacey

by

THE ANSWERS is a novel of great lucidity and actuality, an unsettling book that offers no answers but still provides provocative insight into some of the most frightening ethical questions of our times.

Typescript of the Second Origin – Manuel de Pedrolo

by

It was, perhaps, as if Frank Herbert had accidentally written THE HUNGER GAMES.

Another Life

by

She’d jotted down many questions, each marking a point on a borderline in the text where either her concentration failed or her resistance to Suah’s narrative succeeded. Passages underlined in blue, margins filled with wavery scribble; the train had been rocking back and forth.

The Right Intention – Andrés Barba

by

Barba’s undeniable skill lies in crafting convincing characters that feel like friends, or like enemies, or like people you hope never to meet, whose downfalls feel dangerously possible.