Readers of the Brooklyn Rail may likely be familiar with Tin House, a literary magazine based in Portland and Brooklyn that produces four issues a year. The magazine is self-described as artful and irreverent, and keen to stake out new territory, which can sound generic until you read All Tomorrows Parties, the memoir by Tin House editor Rob Spillman, whose adventures began long before the magazine, as a four year old playing underneath his fathers piano in West Berlin in the 1960s:
Eric Chevillards Prehistoric Times is meditative, radical, and humorous. This is a compliment to both Chevillard and translator Alyson Waters.
In Scars, originally published in 1969 and translated into English last year, Argentine author Juan José Saer entangles four characters in a messy knot of murder and misery.