The Last Book I Loved: Storming the Gates of Paradise
Three years ago, I bought Rebecca Solnit’s essay collection, Storming the Gates of Paradise: Landscapes for Politics, on a lark. At that time I was beginning to write, trying to…
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The Last Book I Loved: Never Let Me Go
The problem with writing about Kazuo Ishiguro’s Never Let Me Go is that I can’t discuss the plot. A blend of science fiction and literary narrative, the novel hinges on a secret, a secret so all-encompassing and imposing, so carefully revealed, that if I were to divulge it, I would ruin the book.
That being said, here’s what I can tell you…
The Last Book (Collection) I Loved: The Ken Kesey Collection
What would the man who said, “I’d rather be a lightning rod than a seismograph,” think about becoming a museum piece? The quote, by Ken Kesey, appears in the first…
SELF-MADE MAN #11: Blood and Ceremony
I’m trying to tell you that there’s something steady inside each of us, something unconcerned with expectation or gender or fear. There’s a center, and it’s like a friendly ghost of every person we’ve ever been.
The Last Poem I Loved: “Love is not all” by Edna St. Vincent Millay
The last poem I loved also happens to be the first poem I loved enough to set to memory. Here’s why: it made me burst into tears in front of…
FUNNY WOMEN #80: My Future Author Bios, from Least to Most Likely
This is Rupinder Gill’s 85th self-published book. She recently moved back in with her parents.
Billy Lynn’s Long Halftime Walk, by Ben Fountain
Ben Fountain’s new novel, Billy Lynn’s Long Halftime Walk, has been called “the Catch-22 of the Iraq war.” Read the Rumpus review here.
Rumpus Book Club(s) Announcements
The Rumpus Book Club has been having a great time with this month’s selection, Elizabeth Crane’s We Only Know So Much, and the Poetry Book Club has been taking Allan…
The Next Letter In The Mail: D. A. Powell
Our next Letter In The Mail, going out later this week, is from poet D. A. Powell!
Sound, by T.M. Wolf
Today in Book Review, Catherine Tung reviews T.M. Wolf’s visually experimental debut novel, Sound. Read her review here.
Erik Evenson: The Last Book I Loved, Last Night
I am here to do two things: scream the praises of James Salter, and throw a few questions about his place in the larger scope of literature into the mix. How did I make it through a college lit class that taught authors from the second half of the twentieth century and never hear of James Salter?
Lit-Link Round-up
Laura Bogart, one-time-intern over at The Nervous Breakdown, has been coming into her own as a writer at breakneck speeds. Sometimes, the internet makes it easier to watch young writers…