Articles by Nick Ripatrazone

December 7, 2014

A Year in Reading: Nick Ripatrazone 0

Bone Map was a reminder of how it felt to be devastated, made new by poetry. I can’t expect much more from a book.

November 27, 2014

Gestation of Ideas: On Vertical Writing and Living 10

I am not a writer first. I have a family, and without them I would have little reason to want to write — or to do anything else. My desire to create is held in silence during the day, so that my literary moments can be focused and absolute.

November 17, 2014

An Ode to Photocopies: 50 Versions 3

There are a lot of words worth sharing. Photocopies are my contribution to this literary communion.

November 7, 2014

Blood Brothers: On Mike Meginnis’s ‘Fat Man and Little Boy’ 2

‘Fat Man and Little Boy’ is what it would sound like if Dylan Thomas wrote about the atomic bomb.

October 23, 2014

Ruined, Old, Endless: On Blake Butler’s 300,000,000 9

Butler’s central trope has always been the idea of homes, our private Americas. But Butler’s house has many rooms. 300,000,000 is a new testament; what happens when prose becomes prophecy.

September 29, 2014

God and Gab: The Second Sex by Michael Robbins 2

Michael Robbins is our contemporary poet laureate for beautiful sins of language.

September 11, 2014

Heart of Darkness: On William Giraldi’s Hold the Dark 0

Between the many bullets and arrows, Giraldi is also building an examination of evil. This is a new Catholic fiction, one forged in the smithies of writers who reject belief but retain reverence for religious language.

August 25, 2014

The Longest Silence: On Writing and Fishing 3

Fishing, like writing, is a stab at permanence in a world of waiting.

August 20, 2014

Practical Art: On Teaching the Business of Creative Writing 73

This is the inside joke of creative writing programs in America. We know creative writing doesn’t make money, and yet we continue to graduate talented writers with no business acumen. At best, it is misguided. At worst, it is fraudulent.

July 29, 2014

“Story with a Real Beast and a Little Blood”: on Rose McLarney’s Its Day Being Gone 0

Appalachian literature plays an elegaic refrain. It is a literature of dislocation and transition and survival.

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