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Declan Spring with Finn Harvor

Declan Spring is with New Directions, one of the most venerable publishers of experimental writing in English, where he serves as Senior Editor.

In Conversation

Frederic Tuten with John Reed

I met Frederic Tuten at the diner we only managed to identify as, “that place a block down from the Strand,” where we talked about his essays, his short stories, and his five novels and his interest in the visual arts.

In Conversation

BLAZING SUNBURSTS AND HOWLING MONKEYS: David Winner with Andrea Scrima

David Winner’s debut novel The Cannibal of Guadalajara, winner of the 2009 Gival Press Novel Award, is a powerful tale of an unlikely ménage-à-trois between Alfred (caught in the stranglehold of a mid-life crisis), his ex-wife Margaret, and a disturbed young man from Brooklyn.

Works on Paper

The fact and/or discussion of the publication of the small writings on scraps of small pieces of paper by a German writer may sound like a bad joke, but since Robert Walser is now (finally) firmly part of the modernist canon, the publication of a selection of Walser’s late writings is not only cause for celebration, but will certainly provoke many thousands of words in response.

Theater of Cruelty

Close on the heels of reading Deborah Blum’s The Poisoner’s Handbook: Murder and the Birth of Forensic Medicine in Jazz Age New York (Penguin, 2010), comes Douglas Perry’s true crime history The Girls of Murder City: Fame, Lust, and the Beautiful Killers Who Inspired Chicago, which turned out to be a welcome companion piece.

Emerging from the Fog

A first step into Matthew Sharpe’s latest novel, You Were Wrong, has the puzzling impression of being given an algebra problem without precedent to solve it.

Are You Sure Species Exist?

Bird Lovers, Backyard, Thalia Field’s most recent post-genre, polyphonic book is comprised of conceptually and formally interrelated texts concerning relations between animals and storytelling humanimals, lost in space.

RAPID TRANSIT

After a while, you notice the conductor has wings on his sandals. He speaks a kind of Mandarin English peppered with pithy grit. You don’t understand it all, but how could you?

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The Brooklyn Rail

SEPT 2010

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