A big octopus shows up and helps them, but the volcano is undeterred and continues moving forward.
By Night the Mountain Burns – Juan Tomás Ávila Laurel
It is a melodic text rife with images of hollowed canoes and mist-enveloped mountains.
Skeleton Costumes – Thomas Moore
As if Rimbaud were on Whatsapp.
The book provides you with the wincing secondhand anxiety of watching someone smart you know hurt themselves, repeatedly.
The Spectral Link – Thomas Ligotti
He is a metaphysical mutant in that he is a hodgepodge of clichéd horror motifs and effects, and metaphysical ideas. He’s a rhetorical monster.
Diary of the Fall – Michel Laub
According to these numbers, the narrator knows more about his grandfather (38+22=60) than either about his father (31+28=59) or about himself (31+26=57).
I don’t trust adults to write about youth as much as I did before I became an adult myself.
My Salinger Year – Joanna Rakoff
Oh, the ironies! given Holden’s low opinion of David Copperfield. To recall, he called coming of age novels written in the Copperfield mold crap.
A Distant Father – Antonio Skármeta
Brevity is not a shortcoming here and in no way keeps the narrative from being a fulfilling read.
Reads almost like slapstick Sebald, Bernhard on laughing gas.