Last Book I Loved
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The Last Book I Loved: The Broom of the System
David Foster Wallace was a writer with whom I was determined, out of principle, not to fall in love.
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C Clark: The Last Book I Loved, The Death of Artemio Cruz
A novel written in 1962 found its way into my hands for the first time during the summer of 1997. The Death of Artemio Cruz, written by Carlos Fuentes, was my first experience with Latin American writers; it was the…
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H. William Davis: The Last Book I Loved, Housekeeping
The winter is rough, and I live under a bridge hanging over a creek which freezes solid and blocks me from the rest of the world. You can’t rush past this bridge, it will knock you on your ass, send…
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The Last Book I Loved: Gender Outlaws: The Next Generation
To live as an outsider or outlaw is a lonely endeavor, but a group of outsiders becomes a community.
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Molly Colin: The Last Book I Loved, My Life as a Russian Novel
Let’s say I’m on a French train enroute to meet my boyfriend, a prominent French writer. I open that day’s copy of Le Monde and there’s a controlling, erotic story by him about an unnamed woman who, just like me,…
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Kyenne Williams: The Last Book I Loved, Let’s Take the Long Way Home
I knew I would like this book, Let’s Take the Long Way Home, because it’s about a friendship between two women that was deep and marvelous (the book and the women).
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Matthew Stranach: The Last Book I Loved, Night Work
I do not play hockey. I do not watch hockey on TV. I have no memories of youthful visits to bone-cold arenas at five o’clock in the morning to thwack pucks. Many of my friends go batshit crazy when their…
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Dan Moreau: The Last Book I Loved, Dogwalker
I bought Dogwalker on June, 27, 2004 at 10:04 p.m. for $3.98. The cashier’s name was Eric, but I don’t remember him. I know this because, for some reason — I was probably using it as a bookmark — I kept the receipt.
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Devin Bambrick: The Last Book I Loved, Sum: Forty Tales from the Afterlives
Nick and I sat and watched movie trailers for hours, complaining about the buffering speed and talking like two people who have been reading the same things for a decade: “Have you heard about how in his fading years, Phillip…
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The Last Book I Loved: Room
I sat on my surfboard dangling my feet into the cold ocean, as the setting sun brightened the sky with pinks and oranges. Out on the water, away from the busyness of Los Angeles, there isn’t a man-made sound to…
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Amy Bergen: The Last Book I Loved, The Interrogative Mood
You could read this book about three hundred times and not get bored. “Are you given comfort or made nervous by ball bearings?… Do you tolerate speech impediments in newscasters?… Is there any hope? Do we need galoshes?… If there…
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Arlene McKanic: The Last (Poetry) Book I Loved, Snapshots from Istanbul
First of all, I have no idea how to review a book of poetry. Not formally anyway, because I don’t know the difference between an iambic pentameter or a dithyramb. I don’t know how to scan. I don’t know what…