Reviews

The Tidings of the Trees – Wolfgang Hilbig

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Dust, bodies, and digging all have thematic importance in Hilbig’s fiction.

Ursula K. Le Guin: Conversations on Writing – Ursula K. Le Guin and David Naimon

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The book feels intended as a portal through which many future readers will pass, not only on into the many works of Ursula Le Guin, but from them out onto the way and from there who knows toward what other worlds.

Comemadre – Roque Larraquy

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The throbbing pulse of the book, which ties together its many disparate and overlapping narratives, is a confrontation with the ways that self-realization can also lead to violence and the objectification of others.

M Archive: After the End of the World – Alexis Pauline Gumbs

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Emitting Afrofuturism and centering black female imagination, M ARCHIVE embodies critical future writing now.

The Years, Months, Days – Yan Lianke

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It is the confusion that comes with the real-life impact of intangible things that causes the most destruction.

Bone Confetti – Muriel Leung

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So much poetry from writers of color is rooted in an immediate sense of identity and place; Leung is beyond that.

How to Write An Autobiographical Novel – Alexander Chee

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Chee’s turns of phrase feel slightly awkward; a bit unfinished, while at the same time, complete and satisfying in a way that defies grammar.

Anaïs Nin: An Unprofessional Study

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Ali fulfills the promise of performative embodied criticism best in co-creative sections with notes for art installations, a choreography, a symphony, or a film; that is, when he himself manages to reimagine the textual self and the world, as Nin’s deep preoccupation with the memory of the body allows us to do.

Sick: A Memoir – Porochista Khakpour

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The public-facing myth of the good sick girl is a myth that Khakpour is intent on breaking throughout her memoir, and her crystal clear intent, the nuance, is successful.

Belly Up – Rita Bullwinkel

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It’s arguable that BELLY UP simply presents an allegorical South: maybe all the more evidently brittle and compromised, with an extra little shine of strangeness.