Friday, September 1, 2023

Books I Read In August

 So... not a bad month overall. 10 books in total. Not as many as July but more than I read in June, and some of them were heavy on the page count too, so I'll take it! I also rocked my Goodreads goal so now it's all low pressure reading for the rest of the year, haha, although I still have a bunch of albums to complete in my The Cure 2023 Reading Challenge over at goodreads. (if you haven't joined that challenge, it's not too late!)

Sooo. Let's check out what I read below: 



The Handyman Method by Nick Cutter and Andrew F Sullivan

I had really high hopes for this one. I loved Cutter's The Troop, and really enjoy reading Sullivan's books... but The Handyman Method just didn't meet my expectations.

I listened on audio, and the narration was very well done. But even with a good narrator, the writing and the storyline itself just felt so uneven and blergh. In the beginning, there was not enough going on, and then all of a sudden, there was too much going on all at once.

Don't get me wrong, there were some pretty creepy moments, and a few nasty body horror things that made me want to vomit in my mouth - and helloooo those were totally Cutter's influence, right? I mean, yuck! The pliers and fingernail thing.... if I was reading that shit, I would have skipped over it completely. Having it READ to you is just, nope. No thank you. That's a visual I could have done without.

Not a book I'd be recommending to others, though I do seem to be the outlier here. If you've read it, I'd be really curious to hear what you thought.




Await Your Reply by Dan Chaon

I picked this one up off my shelf after finishing Laura van den Berg's Find Me which was book #1 in my great book blurb reading experiment.

I had purchased a copy of Await Your Reply way back in 2011. So long ago that I can't even recall what initially had caught my interest in it, other than the fact that I grabbed it a local library book sale (based on the $2 sticker in the upper right hand corner of the cover, lol). So I decided to pull that one down and read it next.

Ugh you guys. This one was rough for me. It was slow as all get out. We are introduced to three individual storylines - Ryan who is getting to know his estranged father Jay, Lucy who has run away with her history teacher George, and Miles who is on a mission to locate his missing twin brother Hayden. Any reader worth their salt knows that these groups of characters are going to end up connected in some way, but man... does Chaon really make us work for it. And there's a period, pretty deep into the book, where you're like, ok, yeah, I think I got it, I think I know where you're going and Chaon just keeps on taking his sweet old time.

I swear I grew more gray hairs just from the sheer boredom of it all. And then once everything finally gets spelled out, it's like, oh... really? that's how we're going to leave things? that's great. that's just flippin' wonderful. asshole.

The messed up part... I thought about DNFing it a few times, but didn't against my better judgement, mostly because I want to give this book blurb reading experiment a real fighting chance and giving up only two books in felt kind of cheaterish. So... where to now?

Well, I am going to move on to Book #3 to see if I can get this experiment back on positive ground.




Super Normal by Josh Denslow

I really loved Josh Denslow's collection Not Everyone is Special... so much so that I did the publicity for it back in 2019. He has a knack for writing fun, quirky characters and plopping them into familiar but slightly off-kilter situations. And in his debut full length novel Super Normal, he definitely kicks it up a notch!

This was such a cute book.

Beth, Taylor, and Denise are siblings who have grown apart. They are each not exactly living their best lives at the moment. Beth, for example, just slunk back to her mom Edna's house after running away from her live-in girlfriend Fran. Taylor is trying to make it big as a musician but can't seem to catch a break. And Denise was just caught coming out of the bathroom naked by her one-night-stand John's fourth grade son Phillip, who also happens to be one of Edna's students.

In the middle of all this, the three of them are suddenly pulled back together again due to their mother's recent terminal diagnosis. While this might sound like a very conventional start to a story, these three characters are anything but typical. Their father, who passed tragically after a deadly reaction to a bee sting, had super strength - like the "pull a tree right out of the ground roots and all, and pick up a car so he can fetch his daughter's ball from under it" kind of super strength - and he passed some pretty wild super powers on to his children.

Though they've spent most of their lives hiding those abilities, they find themselves in a situation where maybe, just maybe, if they work together, they can help John locate his son Phillip who has gone missing shortly after accidently discovering Denise's super power.

It's like Disney's The Incredibles, only for adults. Slighty less comedic, steeped in familial turmoil where the humor counterbalances the heaviness, yet still fun enough to have us imagining who might be cast to play the role of each character on the big screen. Because without a doubt, this needs to be made into a movie!




The Ferryman by Justin Cronin

Justin Cronin was one of the writers who blurbed the last book I read (Dan Chaon's Await Your Reply, which I did not really dig). While I had already read Cronin's book The Passage years ago, it was the only book I'd read by him and I had strongly disliked it. But then I saw that he had just released this one, and yes I'm aware I am already kind of breaking my own rules, I thought this was a good time to give him a second try, so I went out and bought it and man, I am so glad I did! (book 3 in my book blurb reading experiment)

Clocking in at over 500 pages, I'm not going to lie, it felt like a daunting task and I worried about what I was getting myself into (part of what I disliked about The Passage was how dang looooong it was) but after reading the first couple pages, I was hooked!

Proctor is a ferryman on the island of Prospera, a completely sealed off utopian environment where people live comfortably and thrive, having survived something referred to as "the horrors", an unclear catalysmic event that wiped out most, if not all, of humanity. It's Proctor's job to transport the residents of Prospera to the Nursery when it's time for them to retire, where they will be reborn into a new reiteration of themselves and eventually rejoin the population back on the island. It's something most Prosperian's look foward to and Proctor finds a lot of joy in helping them through that part of their transition. Until he gets the call that'll he be transporting his father Malcom.

Malcom's mental status begins deteriorating quickly between the time Proctor picks him up and gets him to the ferry. His father begins to mumble cryptic things, telling Proctor "you're not you" and "the world is not the world" and he whispers one nonsensical word "Oranios" that lingers with Proctor long after he leaves him.

This experience sets Proctor down a path of new discovery, of chasing after answers he may never find, and it's a journey he may never fully return from...

If you haven't read this yet, it gives off major The Island, The Truman Show, and Shutter Island vibes! It's a total mindfuck of a book but in the absolute best way!




Liminal by Bee Lewis

This was a book that's been sitting on my shelves for a little bit. Initially drawn to it by its cover and the fact that it's published by an indie press, I snagged a used copy and then promptly forgot about it.

This was a weird one for me. It's isolation fiction with some psychological thriller and magical realism mixed in. While I enjoyed it overall, it felt extremely unbalanced and I found myself skimming the forest dream scenes which really didn't add much to the storyline besides its oozing creepiness.

In Liminal, which is really the perfect title for this book, Esther is pregnant and has decided to follow along with her husband's plans to move into a shuttered station with the hopes of renovating it into a writer's retreat. She's not thrilled with the idea of living out in the middle of nowhere to begin with, but when she discovers the lack of wifi and the relentlessly thick fog that refuses to lift which disallows her the chance to explore the property, she quickly begins to regret decision.

On top of that, her husband Dan, who has been caught keeping things from her in the past, is acting more and more secretive... disappearing for hours at a time without telling her where he's going, coming back with incomplete or odd explanations, and then claiming she's the one acting strange. He also seems to have created an immediate bond with Mike, their nearest neighbor, who Esther has mixed feelings about.

The book continues to follow Esther closely for the remainder of their first week in the new place. As expected, Dan's behaviors continue to cause Esther mental stress, Mike continues to demand Dan's time and attention, and Esther, already unsettled by a repeating dream in which she is being hunted in the woods around her property, makes up her mind to find out just what is going on with her husband.... which leads to some unexpected revelations.




Out There Screaming edited by Jordan Peele

This book was recommended to me by the publisher because I had read and enjoyed Fever House. I also saw some other reviewers rating it fairly highly so I thought I'd download it to see what all the fuss was about.

Anthologies can be tough. In addition to identifying stories that compliment one another thematically, you have to ensure the voices within the stories are also aligned and support the overall feel or vibe of the collection. With that in mind, this collection was weirdly uneven for me.

Having some familiarity with Jordan Peele's approach to horror through his films, I was expecting the stories within this anthology to be more twisted than they actually were. Don't get me wrong, there's a nice mix of sci-fi, supernatural, magical realism, and psychological horror here and the good ones were really good - especially Eye and Tooth, The Other One, Lasiren, Pressure, Dark Home, Flicker, The Grief of the Dead, and A Bird Sings by the Etching Tree - but the rest were all tossable.

Looking forward to getting to know some of these authors better in the future!




Abandon by Blake Crouch

#book4 of the #bookblurbreadingexperiment wasn't horrible. But I've definitely read better. And I don't think I'll be reading any more by him...

For those of you following along, Blake Crouch blurbed my last read, Justin Cronin's The Ferryman. I hadn't read Blake before, though I knew he wrote Dark Matter, which seemed to be an internet darling back when it first released. Knowing my not-so-positive history of reading books that get a lot of buzz, I decided to go with Abandon because (1) it was one of his less popular titles and (2) it sounded like the one I would enjoy the most out of his vast backlog. And I had read a few online reviews, so I went into it armed with the knowledge that, while the description made it sound spooky and weird, there was no actual supernatural elements to the storyline.

It's the story of a mining town where all of its residents mysteriously up and vanish without a trace on Christmas day in 1893. The book alternates between two timelines and does a nice job pacing the reader through the set up in both spaces, walking us through the events that took place leading up the disappearances, while simulatenously following a journalist named Abigail and her estranged historian father as they travel to the abandoned town in present time with a pair of paranormal photographers to visit the ruins and see what they can see.

Part small town western, part survivalist fiction, and not at all shy when it comes to the bloody stuff, Abandon showcases the darker side of humanity and the lengths some people will go to to get what they want.

And so where do I go from here? Well, Abandon has blurbs from both Harlan Coben and Andy Weir. I haven't read Coben before but honestly, after looking at each of his books, I can't find one that I think I'd enjoying reading. And I promise... I looked! So while I've read already read Andy Weir and absolutely loved The Martian, and would be breaking my rule AGAIN... I'm going to order myself a copy of his novel Project Hail Mary to see if I can keep this experiment going just a little longer.





An Ordinary Violence by Adriana Chartrand

I requested a digital review copy of this book based on (1) the cover, because uhm hello it's gorgeous, and (2) it sounded like it would be right up my alley. And in more capable hands, it might have been.

The storyline is a bit of a jumbled mess and tended to be difficult to follow. It's also very uneven. Chartrand leverages flashbacks to help set the stage and build character backstories. But rather than devise one method of delivery for those, she sometimes inserted them directly into the current storyline differentiated by italics, and other times, she created an entirely separate chapter for it, which was titled 'Toronto'.

Chartrand also hints at some supernatural elements throughout the first 2/3rds of the book but rarely spends time fleshing them out. Instead of having the effect I think she was going for - leaving the reader feeling creeped out and unsettled - it just left me confused and disengaged. And when she finally lifts the curtain and shines the spotlight on the cosmic weirdness, I had more questions than anything else. Her lead up did nothing to help me understand what was happening when thing that happened happened. Or why it was happening. Or how it even came to happen.

Interestingly enough, I had considered DNFing it twice... once at the 40% mark and again at the 60% mark but, against my better judgement, I hung in there because some of the more positive reviews alluded to things being slow and eventually picking up. So here I am, again, uspet with myself for not listening to my gut. When will I learn?!

If you normally like what I like, trust me when I say, you wouldn't be missing anything if you decided to skip this one.




Whalefall by Daniel Kraus

Beaky from Whalefall is the new Winston from Cast Away!

Soooo... I really loved the audio narration but didn't really love the story itself. Is that weird? Like, I think if I was reading it, I would have wall-chucked the book a hundred times because of how ridiculous it was. But listening to it... I was actually enjoying the suspense of it all. So yeah, weird.

I won't tear it apart too badly, since part of the whole idea behind reading fiction is the understanding that we're going to have to suspend our belief and allow ourselves to get sucked into the un-reality of it all of but c'mon man... being in the stomach of a whale, ok Geppetto, I got you, no worries, but like...how the heck did he KNOW some of the things that were happening OUTSIDE of the whale? And the items that the whale swallowed, how wonderfully convenient for Jay. And all the life lessons his father and sisters and mother taught him that might help him get out of this pickle...I mean whale... lol...

It was a love/hate relationship the entire time. Because c'mon Jay... where are you? where ARE you? WHERE ARE YOU? WHEREAREYOOOOOU?!




Nestlings by Nat Cassidy

Oooh. I really liked this one.

If you check out my recent review of Adriana Chartrand's An Ordinary Violence you'll see me venting about how poorly she handled the set up and suspense of the strange goings-on in her novel. She should take a look at Nat Cassidy's Nestlings to see how it's done right!

OMG does this man know how to keep his readers creeped out the entire way through the book. He teases us with this delicious sense of dread right from the very first pages and manages to stretch it out forever without it feeling old or tiresome. That oh-no feeling, that nagging question of what in the holy fucking fuck is going on, it never goes away, even when you think you've started to figure out what's happening. Heck, even AFTER the big reveal, he still manages to keep that nail-chewing, anxious feeling going and going and going.

The only thing I could have done without was the spiders. Yuck! But everything else... yasss queen!


Monday, August 28, 2023

The 40 But 10 Interview Series: Kirstyn Petras

 


I had decided to retire the literary Would You Rather series, but didn't want to stop interviews on the site all together. Instead, I've pulled together 40ish questions - some bookish, some silly - and have asked authors to limit themselves to answering only 10 of them. That way, it keeps the interviews fresh and connectable for all of us!


We are joined today by Kirstyn Petras. Kirstyn is a Brooklyn-based fiction writer but primarily identifies as caffeine in a human suit held together by hair spray and sheer force of will. She has been published in Punk Noir, Hoosier Noir, Alien Buddha Press, City Lights Theatre Company, and A Thin Slice of Anxiety. Her debut novel, The Next Witness, was released in May 2022 by Cinnabar Moth Publishing. When not writing, she trains contortion and aerial hoop. She is also the co-host of Dark Waters, a literary podcast exploring all that is dark, dreary, and wonderfully twisted. You can find her on Twitter and check out her work on her linktr.ee





Why do you write?

Because it’s impossible not to. It’s not a question of write or not write, it’s always, since I was a kid, been a question of writing what. I was always scribbling in notebooks when I was younger, starting to write stories and abandoning them halfway through. There have always been ideas brewing in the back of my mind, waiting for me to put pen to paper and let them loose.

 

What do you do when you’re not writing?

I don’t do well sitting still, so I’m constantly working on different things. I train aerial hoop and contortion, bake and experiment with new recipes, read new thrillers/horrors, and work on my podcast Dark Waters (a literary podcast focusing on dark fiction), among other things.

 

What’s your kryptonite as a writer?

I’m not very diligent in my writing. I don’t sit down to write every day. If I have an idea of where the story is going to go next, that’s when I’ll start to go, and then I can crank out a few thousand words at a time. Otherwise? The document may sit untouched for quite a while. I really need that moment of inspiration to get started. I’ve talked to so many authors that really are able to wake up and write every day at a specific time or have daily word count goals that they’re able to meet, and I really admire that.

 

Describe your book poorly.


In the words of a dear friend who offered this suggestion when I was struggling with cover letters; “Read it because it’s bloody and shit.”

 

If you met your characters in real life, what would you say to them?

Well, I don’t think Melody would have any desire to talk to me. Derek would probably half-heartedly through a punch at me, to which I’d just kind of shrug and say “Listen, everyone warned you.” Covington…..I think I’d bypass any of his concerns and make sure Jordan was getting some semblance of therapy.

 

What are some of your favorite books and/or authors?

Authors would be Don DeLillo, Chuck Palahniuk, and Joe Hill - for books I’d add The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams, The Silent Patient by Alex Michaelides, City of Girls by Elizabeth Gilbert, Sadie by Courtney Summers, and After the Lights Go Out by John Vercher.

 

What are you currently reading?


I’m always reading multiple books at a time, right now it’s The Pallbearers Club by Paul Tremblay and Dreamland by Rosa Rankin-Gee.

 

What’s the single best line you’ve ever read?

There are so many, but I’ll try to limit it to these 3. “Resist change at your own peril,” and, “at some point in a woman’s life, she just gets tired of being ashamed all the time. After that, she is free to become whoever she truly is,” are two of my favorite quotes from City of Girls. But I also have to give a lot of credit to a piece of dialogue in Island by Aldous Huxley. It’s too long to put it all here, so readers should definitely look it up in full but it starts:
“It’s dark because you are trying too hard. Lightly child, lightly. Learn to do everything lightly…Lightly, lightly – it’s the best advice ever given me.”

 

Which literary invention do you wish was real and why?


The babel fish. I know google headphones are getting close, but. I would really like a babel fish.

 

What are your bookish pet peeves?


When a character orders “a whiskey” or “a scotch” says something like, “Give me a beer,” at a bar. As a former bartender this really bugs me - what beer? What whiskey? There’s no way a bartender just knows what to give you, without at least a follow-up of “House whiskey okay?” or something similar. It’s one of those smaller aspects that I know doesn’t bother everyone but really pulls me out of the scene.

 

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Alexander Covington is hunting a traitor: Melody Karsh, a missing girl accused of treason, a Party member who has forsaken her country. But, letters are appearing in mailboxes, being slipped beneath doors, and in the pockets of passersby. “Free Melody” is being spray painted on walls. Her image – cold, shivering, pathetic – has captured the public’s attention and sympathy.

Melody has no idea that her name is being used to start a movement, not until the executions of those demanding her freedom start airing on television.

Derek Lin would feel sympathy, if he didn’t blame Melody for the deaths of those who have disappeared without a trace, caught up in the investigation to find her.

Melody must choose to join the fight or stand aside. Derek will become a leader or break under the pressure. Alexander will decide how many bodies must fall to save his own life.


buy a copy here

https://cinnabarmoth.com/the-next-witness-kirstyn-petras/

Monday, August 21, 2023

The 40 But 10 Interview Series: Clare O'Brien

 


I had decided to retire the literary Would You Rather series, but didn't want to stop interviews on the site all together. Instead, I've pulled together 40ish questions - some bookish, some silly - and have asked authors to limit themselves to answering only 10 of them. That way, it keeps the interviews fresh and connectable for all of us!


Today we are joined by Clare V O'Brien. Clare has worked as a schoolteacher, a journalist, PR to a Scottish politician and PA to an American rock star. Originally a Londoner, she’s spent the last 23 years living beside a sea-loch in Scotland, which suits her much better. She started writing seriously in her 50s. Since then her poetry and other work has appeared in anthologies including Heather: an anthology of Scottish writing and art (Alice Louise Lannon, 2022), Poems From The Heron Clan IX (Katharine James Books, 2022), The Sea Is Here (Unimpatient, 2020), The Anthology Of Contemporary Gothic Verse (Emma Press, 2019), Songs To Learn And Sing (Hedgehog Poetry Press, 2018), The Powers Of Nature (White Craw Publishing 2017) and in journals such as Mslexia, Popshot, Northwords Now, Lunate, and The Ekphrastic Review. She’s now working on an experimental novel entitled Light Switch and a full poetry collection,  Huginn & Muninn, named after Odin’s ravens. Her work is most often described as speculative, folk horror, neo-noir or modern gothic, but her main interest is the natural world and the creatures, real and imagined, which wander through it.

More info at http://clarevobrien.weebly.com





Why do you write?

It’s what I’m best at.  I’ve dabbled in music all my life – in my youth I was in a few indie bands, and I’ve worked in the music business - but words are really my thing.  I’m half-way through writing a novel, and a full-length collection of poetry is currently out to publishers, but aside from a travel guide I was commissioned to write years ago, my pamphlet ‘Who Am I Supposed To Be Driving?” is my first published book.  Write about what you know, they say, so I started with music - I was a Bowie fan from an early age.  He’s been a kind of virtual artistic mentor my whole life.


What made you start writing?

I’ve always written, but work and motherhood got in the way a bit.  I started to take it really seriously in middle age, after an artist I was close to died suddenly.  They were only in their early 50s. It brought it home to me that life can change at any time and that if I had things to express and communicate, I’d better get on with it.


What do you do when you’re not writing?

Grow organic vegetables on our land in the Scottish Highlands.  I also help out with the family tourism business.


What’s the most useless skill you possess?

I can instantly remember lyrics of songs – even songs I hate.  Some of the worst ones haunt me.


If you could have a superpower, what would it be?

Invisibility whenever I wanted it. I think it would be great for social observation and people-watching, and I could avoid any dangerous encounters.


What are some of your favorite books and/or authors?

Hilary Mantel for her intensity and her immersive characterization.  Neil Gaiman for his wild imagination.  Philip Pullman for his steadfast humanity. Jane Austen for her astute plotting and social observation. JRR Tolkien and Mervyn Peake for their atmosphere and world-building. I’ve recently discovered the amazing Scottish novelist and poet Jenni Fagan – other favourite poets include Ted Hughes, RS Thomas, Michael Symmons Roberts, WB Yeats, Iain Sinclair and the performance poet Kae Tempest.


What is your favorite book from childhood?

The Owl Service by Alan Garner.


What are you currently reading?

I usually have a novel (or some non-fiction…) plus a poetry collection on the go.  Currently the novel is Mischief Acts by Zoe Gilbert, and I’ve got All The Names Given by poet Raymond Antrobus on my bedside table.


You have to choose an animal or cartoon character that best represents you. Which is it and why?

A pterosaur.  It was my favourite dinosaur as a kid and I love all its raptor descendants, especially eagles and owls.


Which literary invention do you wish was real and why?

Philip Pullman’s Subtle Knife.  Travelling between different parts of the multiverse definitely beats getting on a plane for your holidays!

 

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Written in tribute to the iconic star who would have been 75 this year, and named after a line in an outtake from his 1996 album 1.Outside, Who Am I Supposed To Be Driving? is a collection of ekphrastic poems written in response to thirteen of David Bowie’s albums, from 1969’s Space Oddity to 2016’s Blackstar. 

The ultimate changeling, Bowie wrote songs that led us into landscapes as various and exotic as the characters he created to sing them.

The book’s preface reads: “These poems aren’t a critique.  They’re not a biography. They’re not an attempt to paraphrase or explain the music which inspired them.  Instead, they’re an exploration of the emotions the work creates, and the lost worlds from which these iconic albums first emerged. Or perhaps they’re just the abstract thoughts of a flight controller, working the night shift, wishing Major Tom would return.”


buy a copy here: 

Hedgehog Poetry Press

 Amazon


Monday, August 14, 2023

The 40 But 10 Interview Series: Shilo Niziolek

 


I had decided to retire the literary Would You Rather series, but didn't want to stop interviews on the site all together. Instead, I've pulled together 40ish questions - some bookish, some silly - and have asked authors to limit themselves to answering only 10 of them. That way, it keeps the interviews fresh and connectable for all of us!


joining us today is Shilo Niziolek. Shilo's (she/her) cnf book, FEVER, is out from Querencia Press. Her chapbook, A Thousand Winters In Me, is forthcoming from Gasher Press. I Am Not An Erosion: Poems Against Decay, a micro chapbook of collage poetry was part of Ghost City Press’s online summer series 2022. Her work has appeared in Pork Belly Press, [PANK], Juked, Entropy, Oregon Humanities, HerStry, among others, and is forthcoming in Phoebe Journal, Crab Creek Review, Literary Mama, Sunday Mornings at the River and Pumpernickel House.  Shilo holds an MFA from New England College and is Associate Faculty at Clackamas Community College.

 

 



Why do you write? 

I write primarily creative nonfiction and poetry, though I dabble a bit in fiction.


How do you celebrate when you finish writing a new book? 

After finishing writing a new book comes all the nitty gritty (editing, researching presses, submitting) so I usually celebrate by taking a chunk of time off and just reading some books for fun until I feel replenished enough to return to the page. A cupcake or two along the way doesn’t hurt.


Describe your book in three words. 

Desire. Illness. Trauma.


Describe your book poorly. 

Some chunks of memory.


What is your favorite book from childhood? 

I loved The Third Eye by Lois Duncan (author of I Know What You Did Last Summer). I checked it out from the library so many times. Sometimes while reading it late at night I would get so freaked out I would throw the book across the room because I didn’t want it anywhere near me. My love for books is often visceral.


What are you currently reading? 

I am a multi-book reader, so currently I am reading Sinead Gleeson’s cnf book Constellations, Fredrik Backman’s Beartown, S.A. Chakraborty’s The Kingdom of Copper, Bessel van der Kolk’s The Body Keeps the Score, and I am listening to Lucy Foley’s The Hunting Party on audiobook.


What’s the one book someone else wrote that you wish you had written? 

I wish I had written Samantha Hunt’s The Seas. It is so dreamy and as I read it I wanted to rip the pages from the book and consume them or staple them to my wall.


What’s on your literary bucket list? 

I want to see the Library of Trinity College in Dublin. My mom visited there a few years back and I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it since.


Do you read the reviews of your books or do you stay far far away from them, and why?

Because I am such a new and small indie author, I am still at the stage or reading them all. That is probably because I haven’t yet got a bad one (most reviews have been written by people who know me, so they are thankfully kind), but that will probably change when the first bad one drops.


If you were on death row, what would your last meal be? 

I have a lot of food restrictions because of my autoimmune diseases, so it’d probably have to be lasagna or ravioli because I haven’t eaten those things in almost a decade.


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A memoir made up of essay fragments, Fever, examines what it is to desire throughout all phases and states of life and being. Niziolek mixes plain language with poetic prose to interrogate trauma from domestic violence and illness, sexuality, and the different ways we can and do love despite these things. All of this comes together to create a keen focus on the many ways one can experience desire and its intersection with love.

"Shilo Niziolek’s Fever is a searing portrait of a kaleidoscopic life. It specifically describes the experiences of illness, grief, and eros and the mysterious ways these three conditions emerge like a Hydra as one. The prose shows how loss of one kind of body gives way to the creation of many new bodies: the dreaming body, the remembering body, the writing body (along with the texts the writing body makes), and the body that encounters the presence of absence most profoundly through feelings of love and desire for what lies just beyond reach, but also beyond her experience of pain. While it might be easy to categorize Fever as prose about illness—that it is, distinctly so—it is also a book about spiritual love and the many ways it manifests in our lives. It makes for a very poignant reading experience."
-Jay Ponteri, author of Someone Told Me


buy a copy here

Fever a book by Shilo Niziolek

 


Thursday, August 10, 2023

The 40 But 10 Interview Series: Richard Jeffrey Newman

 


I had decided to retire the literary Would You Rather series, but didn't want to stop interviews on the site all together. Instead, I've pulled together 40ish questions - some bookish, some silly - and have asked authors to limit themselves to answering only 10 of them. That way, it keeps the interviews fresh and connectable for all of us!


Today we are joined by Richard Jeffrey Newman. Richard has published three books of poetry, T’shuvah (Fernwood Press 2023), Words for What Those Men Have Done (Guernica Editions 2017) and The Silence of Men (CavanKerry Press 2006), as well as a chapbook, For My Son, A Kind of Prayer (Ghostbird Press 2016). In addition, he has co-translated three books of classical Persian poetry, most recently The Teller of Tales: Stories from Ferdowsi’s Shahnameh (Junction Press 2011). Newman is on the executive board of Newtown Literary, a Queens-based literary non-profit, and he curates the First Tuesdays reading series in Jackson Heights, NY. He is Professor of English at Nassau Community College. His website is www.richardjnewman.com. 




 

Why do you write?

I write to create—for myself, on my own terms, and in the most expansive way the phrase can be understood—the political meaning of my life; and only if I believe that meaning will be worth someone else’s time and/or money do I presume to try to publish.


What made you start writing?

I am a survivor of childhood sexual violence. I could never have explained it this way at the time, but when I started writing poetry in junior high school, I did so because it proved to me that I had a voice, that my voice had a body, and that I deserved to be heard, even if—because it was some years before I showed anyone what I was writing—the only audience I had was me. There is no aspect of my work, poetry or prose, that does not find its roots in that initial need not to succumb to the voicelessness that the men who violated me tried to force on me.


Do you have any hidden talents?

I don’t know if I would call it hidden, because I don’t try to hide it, but I play piano. I play mostly for myself, and mostly improvisation, since I read music very slowly and never developed a repertoire. I’ve reached the point, though, where I can say, honestly, that I’m good enough to have played professionally if I’d been more disciplined about it when I was younger. I wrote about my relationship with music on my blog and, if you’re interested, you can listen here to some music I composed in the 1990s when, for a brief time, I tried to get serious.


What’s the most useless skill you possess?

I can fold a fitted sheet.


Describe your book in three words.

Hard won peace.


Describe your book poorly.

A self-indulgent descent into second-person navel gazing.


If you could spend the day with another author, who would you choose and why?

June Jordan. She was my first poetry teacher way back in the 1980s. She saw something in me that she tried to get me to see at the time, but I was so afraid of even my own shadow—the ongoing impact of the sexual violence I survived—that I retreated inside myself every time she got close. Still, I read her poetry and her essays assiduously, almost religiously, and through them I learned so much about the kind of writer I wanted to be, that I hope I have become. June is dead now, but if I could, I would love to spend the day with her, to tell her how much she and her work continue to mean to me and to learn something about what I am sure she would still have to teach me.


What is your favorite book from childhood?

The earliest favorite I remember, which goes back to when I was three or four—and this is significant to me because I remember very little from that time in my life—was Harold and The Purple Crayon, by Crockett Johnson.


What are you currently reading?

Like most people, I am reading more than one book at a time. Because I am also prepping for my spring classes, you happen to have caught me when the pile is higher than usual. Here they are, in no particular order:

a.       The Oxford Anthology of African-American Poetry, edited by Arnold Rampersad

b.      Voices Within The Ark: The Modern Jewish Poets, edited by Howard Schwartz and Anthony Rudolf

c.       Essential Voices: Poetry of Iran and Its Diaspora, edited by Christopher Nelson

d.      Days When I Hide My Corpse in a Cardboard Box, by Lok Fung, translated by Eleanor Goodman

e.       Claims for Poetry, edited by Donald Hall

f.        The First Book: Twentieth-Century Poetic Careers in America, by Jesse Zuba

g.       Harlem Shadows, by Claude McKay

h.      Alive At The End of The World, by Saeed Jones

i.         Cruelty, Ai

j.         Peel My Love Like An Onion, by Ana Castillo

k.       Deaf Republic, by Ilya Kaminsky

l.         The Arabian Nights, translated by Husain Haddawy


What is under your bed?

Nothing but dust.


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