July 16, 2013
by Lisa Peet
The Center of the World is, simply, the story of a painting. But the painting, a full-figure portrait of Helen of Troy, is imbued, somehow, with Helen’s mystical beauty and erotic life force. The reader is treated to tantalizing glimpses into how this came to be.
June 10, 2013
If ever there was a writer disappointed with the here and now, it’s André Aciman: “I was never in one place, ever, in my whole life, without thinking of being somewhere else.” The tragedy of feeling out of place and in the wrong time is at the aching heart of his writing, and on grand display in two new books published this year.
May 13, 2013
In The Trajectory of Dreams, Wolverton has created one of the most haunting unreliable narrators I’ve ever come across. She is both deeply sympathetic and extremely dangerous.
April 8, 2013
by Amy Weldon
Consider this: Anna Sewell, spinster invalid, wrote one of the most influential and original books to come out of Victorian England.
March 11, 2013
by Robert Goree
After a miraculous plane landing, Michener wandered around in a tense stupor until he found himself back on the airstrip. What was he to do with the rest of his life? Did he really want to return to his job as an editor of textbooks? He silenced these questions by swearing an oath: “I’m going to live the rest of my life as if I were a great man.” He had no idea what he meant.
February 11, 2013
Tillie Olsen’s stories turned me into a fiction writer, as if they pointed to a door in what had looked like a blank wall — a door to which, as it turned out, I owned a key.
January 14, 2013
by Nicki Leone
Modern readers might be somewhat amused to learn that this bodice-ripper is regarded as one of the early examples of “realistic” fiction. Is there any plot less true to life than the lord of the manor marrying his serving girl? But Pamela’s realism has little to do with the plausibility of the story. It lies, instead, in the novel’s scope and language.
December 10, 2012
by Ed Porter
The title of Cain’s story collection is polymorphously suggestive, teasing the reader into attempted decodings in reaction to the individual stories. In its context in the title story, the phrase has to do with a character’s complicity in her own idealization, but the collection invites us to think about the title more expansively.
November 12, 2012
Pollock rockets the reader into a highly particular time and place. He never wastes our time circling about the airfield looking for a spot to touch down. We’re immediately there, in the thick of it. Pinned right where Pollock wants us.
September 28, 2012
by Sonya Chung
My time was always fairly equally divided between the horses and my writing, the difference being that the horses always came first, and the writing had to be fitted in around their needs and their schedules. But in my imagination, there was always a confluence of visions.