And perhaps most delightful, with her humor and clever word play, we could never mistake Kathleen Rooney for any other writer. Man Overboard sparkles. As Rooney’s Kick makes observations about his dilemma, we are treated to a glistening stream of consciousness as he riffs, with bitterness or resolve, on his stamina, his estranged mother, annoying brother-in-law, patient girlfriend and more.
Category: Literary Fiction Reviews
A review of Dreamboat by Jeffrey Skinner
We enter the collection meeting the speaker as he experiences a bout of insomnia during a river cruise in Germany. The Rhine River transforms into a pack of stampeding dogs of various breeds. Logic does not rule—the poems are untethered, capable of moving anywhere at any moment.
Poetry in Misalignment: A review of locust blindfold stompchant rain by Neil Flory
Here, understanding the compositions through perception is recommended. It is nearly cinematic and tied to specific moments that are constantly unsettled and incapable of solidifying harmoniously. In one lens, the image of the metaphysical poet appears. In another, the weathered-down court jester.
A review of Krank Fuss by Andrew Upton
The initially charming tale of a chicken in search of meaning and her friend, the prophetic toad Gibby, has the feel of a children’s book complete with Rudi’s own naive drawings, until it becomes clear that this is not a book for children, but rather a serious story about war, peace, humanity’s stupidity, and the meaning of life.
A review of Those Who Vanish by Patricia Grace King
While most of the stories are told in the third person, “Rubia,” “Small Country” and “The Death of Carrie Bradshaw” are first-person narratives. These stories especially go to the heart of the misunderstandings that prevail throughout this collection. “Rubia” is related by Josie, a girl who tells us she grew up “at the bottom-ass edge of Delmarva, a landscape of crab shacks and chicken farms where the only thing flat as the Chesapeake Bay in your face were the swamps at your back.”
A review of Rite of Spring by Kris Kneen
Kris Kneen new book, Rite of Spring, is delightful, strange and bizarrely sexy. The title hints at awakening and that is one of the key themes in this book, which teases and tricks the reader with its silky narration, fast plot, and the beautiful conjunction of suspense and rich inner dialogue.
A review of What Mennonite Girls Are Good For by Jennifer Sears
It’s a high-stakes adventure, with planes, guns, pervs, and the gyrations of a goddess in disguise. At the end of the day, it’s a short story collection about religious syncretization, told with a voice of winsome aloofness that makes funnier-than-hell into its own corner plot in heaven.
A review of Skylighting by Charles Hansmann
Skylighting is written in close first person with a deeply speculative, experiential tone. Impulsively I ask, why do we write, and read, novels like this? Maybe we are trying to get at something fundamental, visceral. Something communal yet impossible to share. The universal experience of loss accompanied by a grasping, an inability to psychologically adjust to an overwhelming absence
A review of The Shipikisha Club by Mubanga Kalimamukwento
The alternating chapters of the first part that focus on Ntashé as she attends her mother’s trial highlight the tensions between mother and daughter, as she witnesses the way her mother is changed “from the person she knew to the monster gaining color as the trial proceeds.” Though well aware of her father’s violence and drunkenness, Ntashé seems more inclined to sympathize with him than with her mother, whom she sees as a sort of bully.
A review of Man Ray: When Objects Dream by Stephanie D’Alessandro and Stephen C. Pinson
When Objects Dream, the catalog raisonée, the book, is a work of art in itself. It will turn your coffee table into a living museum. The reproductions are stark, practically bleeding; the organization of the book, skirting Ray’s ever-wavering lines between genre and chronology, is every bit as delicious and sumptuous — practically on a par with — a visit to the exhibit itself.