Articles by Nick Ripatrazone
September 7, 2016
Poets should write prose. I say this well aware that suggesting how another should write is akin to telling someone how they should raise their children.
September 1, 2016
Imagine Flaubert’s ‘The Temptation of Saint Anthony’ set behind a Waffle House.
August 8, 2016
How do we discern a writer’s religious beliefs? When does the private belief inform the public art?
August 4, 2016
You don’t need to read ‘Dead People’ front to back; its value lies within its stylish and substantive reconsideration of an ancient form.
July 26, 2016
I have read it twice now and taken photographs of single pages and recited them as prayers, because prayers should be strange, and they should often sting.
July 5, 2016
Burning is a slow, ritualistic death. Why not simply throw away a manuscript?
June 14, 2016
In some ways, yearbook camp felt like an extended Tony Robbins seminar. Each morning we met in the auditorium, where one of the staff led us in a group chant to get us fired-up for the day. I am from New Jersey, and only get fired-up for pizza and pork roll sandwiches.
May 20, 2016
You said that I was trying to turn you into a thriller when you were really a literary novel. You wanted character; I knew agents wanted plot. We fought.
May 4, 2016
Sadness might seem too sincere an emotion to ascribe to a novel written by a postmodernist, but Zero K pushes its readers to feel.
April 28, 2016
Readers — living, breathing readers who are imperfect and stubborn and yet often rewarding with their time and attention, and hopefully, their monetary support — are the lifeblood of writing.