You don’t have to know anything about hockey to feel that Wendt does: they write it gorgeously, in prose thrumming with the rhythm of coordinated movement.
THE LONG FORM is about how a person lives with a long novel: in between the domestic motions of her day, Helen is reading and considering the form of Henry Fielding’s The History of Tom Jones and the origins of the English novel form generally—a distracted preoccupation, an interiority in relationship with the material demands of her day.
The Simple Art of Killing a Woman – Patricia Melo
While violent fantasy is cathartic, it does not bring about justice. That, the narrator comes to realize, is found elsewhere.
kochanie, today i bought bread – Uljana Wolf
It’s a testament to Nissan’s work as a translator that this collection of Wolf’s poems offers an abundance of doorways for English-language readers. You don’t need to be steeped in the history of German poetry to engage with this book deeply and powerfully.
Writing is its own experiment and we cannot determine whether the experiment has worked until we’ve given it a go.
Full Stop stands proudly in solidarity with the people of occupied Palestine in committing to the Palestinian Campaign for the Academic and Cultural Boycott of Israel (PACBI) guidelines.
The Sanctuary – Gustavo Eduardo Abrevaya
Álvaro, an Argentinian indie filmmaker traveling to a cabin in the south of his country to finish writing a screenplay . . . simply can’t shut off his attempts to turn every real-life event into a plot point.
The Woman Back from Moscow: In Pursuit of Beauty – Ha Jin
Yomei remains an adherent of the Stanislavskian method she learns in Russia. . . . Jin’s novel is, in many ways, an attempt to apply this principle to fiction.
While I was writing Headshot I didn’t feel like I was watching a boxing tournament, I felt like I was fighting in it. I was trying to write from a space of inside the girls’ bodies, and inside the space of the tournament. Youth sports tournaments can have their own physics.
The writing has nothing to hide behind. That alone can make a reader nervous. What’s even more nerve-rending is the prospect of living inside an artistic experiment when its creator has warned you there’s no trapdoor.