“La Boutique Obscure,” by Georges Perec
After the celebrated French writer Georges Perec began psychoanalysis in the late 1960s, he made a habit of jotting down his dreams. He perfected the ability to awake mid-dream, make…
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The Glimmering Room by Cynthia Cruz
Julie Brooks Barbour reviews Cynthia Cruz's The Glimmering Room today in Rumpus Poetry.
“Wise Men,” by Stuart Nadler
In a certain kind of story, characters reflect and explore the financial world outside their narrative. A population left destitute by the American Civil War, for example, found hope in…
Animal Eye by Paisley Rekdal
Trista Edwards reviews Paisley Rekdal's Animal Eye today in Rumpus Poetry.
Mayakovsky’s Revolver by Matthew Dickman
Brachah Goykadosh reviews Matthew Dickman's Mayakovsky's Revolver today in Rumpus Poetry.
“Ghosting,” by Kirby Gann
There’s a lot of words for book reviewers to throw around when faced with a novel that’s bound to shake readers to the core—multilayered, complex, riveting. We use these words…
Thank You For the Window Office by Maged Zaher
Gina Myers reviews Maged Zaher's Thank You For the Window Office today in Rumpus Books.
“Mary Coin,” by Marisa Silver
Marisa Silver in her new novel, Mary Coin, takes all this on and the result is a compelling, hard-to-put down story. As the cover of the novel suggests, the story emanates from the photograph, “Migrant Mother,” taken by Dorothea Lange in 1936 at a pea-pickers’ camp in Nipomo, California.
“Stupid Children,” by Lenore Zion
Reminiscent of a protagonist in an early Haruki Murakami novel, Jane is a passive agitator, an active observer.
“Fight Song,” by Joshua Mohr
Fight Song, Joshua Mohr’s fourth novel, is a suburban picaresque about a character cursed with a name that highlights his own mediocrity and the futility of his efforts: Bob Coffen.…
The Emily Dickinson Reader by Paul Legault
At their best, love and translation share some contradictions, including selfishness and generosity. Translation is impossible, or at least not very good, without a passionate desire to own the material…