reviews

Your Invitation to a Modest Breakfast by Hannah Gamble

For those of us who enjoy poems that display technical mastery while remaining accessible, Gamble’s work is a revelation.—RYAN MCCARL

http://www.neworleansreview.org/remembering-the-reader-hannah-gambles-your-invitation-to-a-modest-breakfast-3/


The Racial Imaginary: Writers on Race in the Life of the Mind by Claudia Rankine

The scope of voices across this collection showcase a brilliant eclecticism of views on race and art with each artist possessing shared determination to (1) speak thoughtfully and honestly on race and the creative imagination (2) challenge harmful reproductions of racism, sexism, classism, and other institutional forms of violence in writing and consequently in our lived experiences (3) shift the conversation on how we talk about race and art away from a set of prescriptive tactics and more towards openness and possibility that does not preclude the responsibility with which we regard each other’s humanness.—MURIEL LEUNG

https://thebloodjet.wordpress.com/tag/claudia-rankine/


The Lost Novel by James Shea

James Shea takes us on a mysterious quest, by foot and by car, through rain and through fire, into our restless unknowing, where unreasonable questions that refer to a lost text of spiritual and material imperative—the missing bible of this spare universe—undermine and trouble our impossible pilgrim’s progress.—ZORAN ROSKO

http://zorosko.blogspot.com/2015/03/james-shea-takes-us-on-mysterious-quest.html


The Lost Novel by James Shea

If the poets of absence were on a sort of scale of formalistic experimentation, Wallace Stevens might be at one end and John Cage at the other. Strand and Lauterbach and Ashbery and Palmer would fall somewhere between them. And James Shea would have to be in that number, too. His brilliant new book, The Lost Novel, is haunted by absence in the way other collections are haunted by memory.—JAMES PATE

http://www.montevidayo.com/james-sheas-the-lost-novel/


The Meatgirl Whatever by Kristin Hatch

This book is so good that I’m afraid of writing an essay about it because essays are kind of this fake vehicle for the essayist to sound/feel clever about herself and how she noticed this or that pattern in whatever book and ignored passages x or y that really don’t fit with said pattern and maybe things are supposed to be messy and cryptic and unknowable and that’s the beauty of it all, whatever “it” is.—GERALDINE KIM

http://weird-sister.com/2015/03/02/why-you-should-read-the-meatgirl-whatever-by-kristin-hatch/#more-1627


my god is this a man by Laura Sims

Portraying a landscape that refuses interpretation, Sims explodes categories of doer-done to, subject and object. Like an earthworm, she leads the reader in and out of states of psychic fracture, confusion and horror, as well as curiosity, beauty, and even, sublimity. Here, everyone is implicated. Every word has been touched.—KATHLEEN DELMAR MILLER

http://poetryproject.org/wp-content/uploads/PPNL-DEC-JAN-14-Final.pdf


McGlue by Ottessa Moshfegh

Constant time lapses in the narrative parallel what is going on in McGlue’s damaged mind, which is unable to organize his memories into sequential, cogent thoughts. This intimate, disorienting glimpse into the mind of McGlue connects the reader with an otherwise unpardonable anti-hero.—DAVID CARDOSO

http://www.nomadicpress.org/reviews/mcglue


Cold Genius by Aaron Kunin

Intellectually (appropriately so), Cold Genius is a successful book. The poems evoke the right ideas. Your brain will hum with questions about the mechanisms of language and repetition, and about ingrained perceptions of love, sexuality, and labor.—PAUL FRENCH

http://www.americanmicroreviews.com/cold-genius-by-aaron-kunin


McGlue by Ottessa Moshfegh

The story takes place in the 1850s. Moshfegh creates a world of ships and ports, drinking and fighting that is vivid and steady. But it’s McGlue’s voice, in first person, that makes the story compelling and holds my interest. He is brutal and tender. He can talk about anything and I listen, even when I know he’s lying.—LUKE WIGET

http://fictionadvocate.com/2015/01/05/mcglue-by-ottessa-moshfegh/


McGlue by Ottessa Moshfegh

Ottessa Moshfegh is one of the brighter stars shining in the light-polluted sky of contemporary fiction, radiant enough to be seen even in the daylight hours. And with McGlue, her first but probably not even her best book, she has given us a story, a character, a McGlue that can be followed without the aid of a sextent.—BRENT LEGAULT

http://tweedsmag.org/tweeds-top-reads-of-2014/


McGlue by Ottessa Moshfegh

Fall in love with the utterly strange, completely, tragically human characters struggling through the luxury of the mundane.—NICOLE JONES

http://www.vanityfair.com/online/daily/2014/12/best-books-2014


McGlue by Ottessa Moshfegh

What I couldn't have seen from the outside of McGlue is the humanity in a real-life, nineteenth century murder. Moshfegh shows, again and again, how tiny the human cage is. From Zanzibar to Salem, McGlue must contend with himself: a writhing, teeming brain in a chipped up skull. This is what great fiction offers us: the chance to extend past empathy and identify, the chance to pulverize our selves.—JOANNA NOVAK

http://thediagram.com/14_6/rev_moshfegh.html


In the Laurels, Caught by Lee Ann Brown

A lattice of narratives is interrupted, interwoven, as the French Broad River traces hills and coves between hills. A parallel text flows, miming cursive, in  crossweave at the bottom of each page. A coverlet is a product of sewing; swatches are tacked together to form a crazy quilt or a lacey afghan throw like my grandmother made, joining crotchet and sewing arts ...—DONALD WELLMAN

http://immanentoccasions.blogspot.com/2014/12/lee-ann-brown-in-laurels-caught.html


McGlue by Ottessa Moshfegh

Moshfegh's powerful sentences and peculiar syntax animate the sailor's plight and dissolve the distance when men like Melville and McGlue walked the deck. Those days have gone, but Moshfegh's debut heralds the arrival of an unforgettable new American voice.—JIM RULAND

http://www.latimes.com/books/jacketcopy/la-ca-jc-otessa-moshfegh-20141221-story.html


House of Deer by Sasha Steensen

Though Steensen’s method of composition may be very modern, she enters into dialogue with her influences and poetic-godparents. The effect is a complex, self-referential text that is as rewarding as it is difficult, which is to say very. Readers that enjoy layered poetic narrative will find a favorite author in Sasha Steensen.—TIMOTHY OTTE

http://www.hazelandwren.com/2014/what-were-reading-house-of-deer/


Colony Collapse Metaphor by Philip Jenks

When intensely felt historical experience intersects with language under extreme pressure, you might wind up with something like the poetry of Philip Jenks, which to my mind represents a kind of Appalachian écriture, the inscription of political, social, economic, and sexual difference onto and inside of the lyric.—JOSHUA COREY

http://www.joshua-corey.com/blog/2014/12/12/colony-collapse-metaphor-philip-jenks


The Meatgirl Whatever by Kristin Hatch

The Meatgirl Whatever shatters and shakes on the page.  These poems are wild animals and we are the startled readers, awakened into a world of subverted fairy tales and sinister satire.—HEATHER SWEENEY

http://galatearesurrection23.blogspot.com/2014/12/the-meatgirl-whatever-by-kristin-hatch.html


my god is this a man by Laura Sims

What is not written is just as critical as what is on the page in Laura Sims’s My god is this a man. This book is a mash-up, containing the poet’s voice but also intruding voices, some of which we can tell (as when she quotes various murderers, or the more obvious black text boxes that contain language from the surviving Boston Bomber juxtaposed with a relaxation tape) and some of which we can only surmise.—MOLLY SUTTON KIEFER

http://www.raintaxi.com/my-god-is-this-a-man/


my god is this a man by Laura Sims

Sims’s poems go to a dark place in their attempts to speak about the unspeakable. A perceptive philosophical meditation on guilt and ethical responsibility, My god is this a man offers us more than its fair share of dolesome propositions. Rather than defer to a set of over-determined details and media-driven sensationalisms, these poems give, in their withholding; and they do so with astonishing grace.—LARA MIMOSA MONTES

https://tarpaulinsky.com/2014/11/laura-sims-2/


my god is this a man by Laura Sims

http://www.jamesbelflower.com/blog/2014/9/1/250-words-on-laura-sims-my-god-is-this-a-man


McGlue by Ottessa Moshfegh

McGlue is rooted in a nineteenth-century world of written texts, and through that, literature's interiority. McGlue receives the world through almanacs and newspapers, and making lists of objects and the people to associate them with. As a sailor, he's made rounds of the globe, and Moshfegh's world seems that much more deeply imagined and thought through, her characters understandable as individuals rather than vague concepts.—BRIAN NICHOLSON

http://www.bookslut.com/fiction/2014_11_021025.php


Mercury by Ariana Reines

Mercury is a book untamed, untamable, compulsively readable and often repellant, and to finish it is to find yourself staring back into your eyes, the book just a mirror in your hands.—DAN BEACHY-QUICK

http://www.bucknell.edu/x79980.xml


McGlue by Ottessa Moshfegh

Moshfegh’s novel calls to mind the blackness, torment, and self-infliction of Poe and Robert W. Chambers, and the sensory detail, guttural prose, raw wit, and sincerity of Wells Tower’s “Everything Ravaged, Everything Burned.” McGlue has the urgency of short fiction married with the grandiosity of an epic at-sea classic.—ZACHARY TYLER VICKERS

http://lareviewofbooks.org/review/tidings#


McGlue by Ottessa Moshfegh

If one can study misery, Ottessa Moshfegh offers a master class with her debut. Whether or not doom is chosen, the narrative proves there is, in fact, "something like grace" in watching it unfold.—LINNIE GREENE

http://www.shelf-awareness.com/readers-issue.html?issue=347#m6128


McGlue by Ottessa Moshfegh

McGlue is about a brash yet eloquent drunkard (that’s McGlue), and it’s set in the 19th century, and has a definite olden-times, sea-faring vibe. This is strange because the rest of Mosfegh’s stuff is pretty modern, but she dives into the voice of McGlue with such commitment and verve that I stopped worrying and learned to love it.—JACOB KAPLAN

http://www.imposemagazine.com/bytes/bookish/that-new-new-in-lit-october


McGlue by Ottessa Moshfegh

If there’s anything scarier than killing someone you love, it’s not knowing if you did.—TIFFANY GIBERT

http://www.timeout.com/newyork/books/8-scary-stories-for-the-halloween-season


McGlue by Ottessa Moshfegh

To read McGlue is to be aware of how unmistakably different it is. The term “voice” has too much essentialist baggage — it lowballs the composition involved with sentence-making on Moshfegh’s level. But there’s no other available shorthand for what makes McGlue — literary cul-de-sac, perhaps — a thing of beauty. From where I sit, I still want to be passed a killer note like this one, a doodle of a ship on choppy seas, writing that is what it is with strange aplomb.—M.C. MAH

http://www.full-stop.net/2014/11/03/reviews/m-c-mah/mcglue-ottessa-moshfegh/


McGlue by Ottessa Moshfegh

In McGlue, Moshfegh’s facility with voice (here she’s inhabiting that of a 19th century scoundrel) competes with her ability to expose the gritty, mucky corners of the human condition. “Nothing doing but dark hearts,” McGlue contemplates, showing the reader the omnipresence of so many eternal midnights.—JOANNA NOVAK

http://www.bustle.com/articles/46082-ottessa-moshfegh-is-the-next-big-thing-and-here-are-7-reasons-why


McGlue by Ottessa Moshfegh

Propelled by a masterful combination of lyrical prose, mystery, and plot, McGlue is a highly impressive novel about the oppressed self. Ottessa Moshfegh commands fiction with natural grace and is a modern voice to be reckoned with.—ALEXANDER HELMINTOLLER

http://www.zyzzyva.org/2014/10/05/mcglue-by-ottessa-moshfegh/


Philip Jenks by catalog

http://digitalcommons.library.umaine.edu/eng_facpub/1/