Monday, May 11, 2015

Watchlist Countdown, Day 22: “Ether” by Zhang Ran


      “The finger-talking gathering welcomes you, friend.”

          from “Ether” by Zhang Ran

Zhang Ran’s story in the Watchlist anthology reminds me of 1Q84 by Haruki Murakami, with its alternate universes and shadowy doppelgängers. “Ether” is set in the future (maybe 30 or 40 years?), in an age after “the Internet degenerated into senselessness and everyone tossed aside their complicated smartphones for basic phones that could only make calls.“ The story’s narrator is a self-described ugly, balding man in his mid-40s who lives alone, drinks too much, and works a mindless job at The Department of Social Welfare. One day as he’s walking along the rain-drizzled street in his city, he’s nearly knocked over by a group of hoodie-clad people running from the police. One of the hoodielums grabs the narrator’s hand and writes a quick message, fingertip to palm. Later, after giving it some thought, our man realizes it’s an address. One thing leads to another and soon the friendless, balding, unhappy narrator finds himself in the dark basement of an abandoned building sitting in a circle with silent, faceless strangers who communicate by writing on each other’s palm, passing messages like the old game of Telephone. Zhang’s story is one of the longest in Watchlist, but it never flags in its suspense and intrigue.


Watchlist: 32 Short Stories by Persons of Interest, edited by Bryan Hurt, will be published by O/R Books on May 21.  The “persons of interest” contributing short stories to the anthology include Etgar Keret, Robert Coover, Aimee Bender, Jim Shepard, Alissa Nutting, Charles Yu, Cory Doctorow, David Abrams, Randa Jarrar, Katherine Karlin, Miracle Jones, Mark Irwin, T. Coraghessan Boyle, Dale Peck, Bonnie Nadzam, Lucy Corin, Chika Unigwe, Paul Di Filippo, Lincoln Michel, Dana Johnson, Mark Chiusano, Juan Pablo Villalobos, Chanelle Benz, Sean Bernard, Kelly Luce, Zhang Ran, Miles Klee, Carmen Maria Machado, Steven Hayward, Deji Bryce Olukotun, Alexis Landau and Bryan Hurt.



Sunday, May 10, 2015

Chatterbooks: Recipes for a Beautiful Life by Rebecca Barry


—Meet Rebecca Barry: mother, writer, wife, self-distracting procrastinator who makes clay cats and mermaids instead of working on her novel. Meet Rebecca and Tommy, a charming, witty couple who love, fight, kiss-and-make-up, and then start yelling at their toddler sons to stop peeing on each other. Meet Rebecca Barry–she’ll make you laugh on one page and maybe get a little misty-eyed on the next with this new “memoir in stories” which is full of hilarious dialogue, recipes for things like “Angry Mommy Tea,” and tips on how to fool your kids into picking up their toys (scare them with stories about a green-toothed fairy named Gladys who steals un-picked-up toys at night). Normally, I’m allergic to how-to books. And those allergens always flare up when I’m in the Self-Help sections of bookstores—sneezing fine mists all over the most seemingly sincere manuals encouraging me to keep my garage organized and to be a better pet owner—and I must quickly evacuate the area. So why didn’t I a-choo! all over Recipes for a Beautiful Life: A Memoir in Stories, with its many chapters all beginning with “How to” (“How to Lose Your Baby Weight,” “How to Manage Sleep Deprivation,” “How to Talk to Your Children About Santa,” et al)? Oh, that last one, yes, yes! I sneezed a true LOL all over that chapter as I read about Rebecca’s vain attempts to prepare her children, Liam and Dawson, for the realities of Old St. Nick (“I have ambivalent feelings about the myth of Santa. On the one hand I don’t like the way it indoctrinates children at such an early age with the idea that Christmas is all about getting presents. On the other hand, to say that Santa’s not coming make a pretty good threat.”). After making a snowman, the ever-rowdy Liam and Dawson decide to climb a tree in the backyard while Rebecca is trying to get them ready for a Christmas party.
      “Time to go in!” I said. “Time for a bath!”
      “No bath!” Dawson said.
      “Come inside,” I said.
      “No, Mommy!” Liam cried.
      This went on for a while until finally I shouted, “Liam and Dawson, get down from that tree or I’m going to call Santa and tell him not to come to our house forever.
      Which was when a fire truck pulled up in front of our house and a tall man dressed as Santa got off the back of it. “Ho ho ho!” he said.
I totally LOL’ed over that one—and I am not, I repeat, am NOT an LOL’er. Barry’s timing is so spectacular in that passage, and many other passages all throughout the book; that’s just the one that springs immediately to mind. Speaking of timing, that’s really what Recipes for a Beautiful Life is all about. As I mentioned earlier here at the blog, I have been waiting for this book for nigh on seven years now, ever since I first read Barry’s debut, Later, at the Bar: A Novel in Stories, in which I rhapsodically enthused: “Later, at the Bar is less about inebriation than it is grasping at second, third and even fourth chances for better lives. This is inspiring fiction which just happens to be set in a room filled with smoke, sad songs and slurred words.” But that was seven years ago, and though I try to be a patient fanboy, I did often wonder what the hell was going on with Ms. Barry. Had she given up writing? Had she had a Life-Changing Experience (everything from cancer to lottery-winning sprang to mind) and given up writing? Had she been working on the sequel to To Kill a Mockingbird and making devious plans to pass it off as a “new book by Harper Lee”? As it turns out, two of those three were fairly accurate. Motherhood and quitting secure, well-paying jobs in the city and moving to upstate New York and buying an old fixer-upper (“a big, square, brick Italiante built in 1865”) and Motherhood Part 2 and struggling to write a follow-up novel to Later, at the Bar and yelling herself hoarse when bedtime for the boys rolled around—well, it all added up to a “Calgon, take me away” interstate pileup of stresses which Barry writes about with seeming effortless grace and humor in the pages of this new book. I say “effortless,” but it’s apparent when reading Recipes for a Beautiful Life that nothing comes without struggle—in her life and in ours (which is her point: “all we thought we wanted was a simple, beautiful life, but what we ended up with was a rich, messy life”). As I wrote elseweb: Recipes for a Beautiful Life is the book Rebecca Barry wrote while she was on her way to write another book–and, frankly, I think it’s the most beautiful thing that could have happened to all of us. There is more I could write about this “accidental” book—so much more, like: disastrous family vacations to the Caribbean, heartwarming family Thanksgiving dinners, helpful recipes for overworked parents (“Just-Eat-Your-!@#$!-Dinner Kale Chips”), quips about drinking (“Third snow day in a row. I need ten thousand margaritas.”), believing in yourself even when your dreams are shattering, and that breath-catching heart-stopping moment when you look out to the back porch and see your perpetual-motion son quietly eating blueberries from a cup while he watches the rain fall into the yard—and there is just no way I could pack everything I love about Barry’s book into this small space, so I’ll just say—with firmness and a little catch of emotion in my voice—you need to go discover her writing for yourself. Don’t make me reach through the internet, grab you by the collar and drag you down to a bookstore to buy Recipes for a Beautiful Life, because you know I’m currently reading a how-to manual on how to do just that very thing —


Chatterbooks is a stream-of-consciousness, pop-eyed, one-sided conversation about books I’m reading (or have just completed). Less of a review, and more like David Foster Wallace tossing back shots of espresso, or a mental patient pacing his rubber-walled room, or a horse spitting out its bridle and halter and galloping free across the meadow and over the horizon.


Watchlist Countdown, Day 21: “Lifehack at Bar Kaminuk” by Mark Chiusano


      The company was called FicShare. The idea behind it was that people could use the content on their Kindles or iPads that their friends or family weren't using--they could stream it, like Slingbox did for TV. At the moment you were limited to a maximum of five ShareBuddies, but the plan was for up to ten. The online interface was much slicker than the regular e-reading experience, and the ultimate goal was a community of readers, sharing and recommending texts. Marginalia would be transmitted, and book chats were easy to initiate. Anderson was the editorial side of the startup. Sometimes, Anderson worried that if it really succeeded like everyone else in the company thought it would, it would destroy the reading economy.

          from “Lifehack at Bar Kaminuk” by Mark Chiusano

For days after reading Mark Chiusano’s brilliant and terrifying story in the Watchlist anthology, I gave my Kindle and Kobo e-readers a wide berth. Were they really as evil as Chiusano (author of Marine Park) made them out to be in his story, set in the near future? Well, no, the devices themselves aren’t the bad guys in his fiction; it’s the human forces at play behind them. I won’t say anything else, for fear of spoiling “Lifehack at Bar Kaminuk,” but let’s just say that turning pages with a finger-swipe across a screen just got a little scarier.


Watchlist: 32 Short Stories by Persons of Interest, edited by Bryan Hurt, will be published by O/R Books on May 21.  The “persons of interest” contributing short stories to the anthology include Etgar Keret, Robert Coover, Aimee Bender, Jim Shepard, Alissa Nutting, Charles Yu, Cory Doctorow, David Abrams, Randa Jarrar, Katherine Karlin, Miracle Jones, Mark Irwin, T. Coraghessan Boyle, Dale Peck, Bonnie Nadzam, Lucy Corin, Chika Unigwe, Paul Di Filippo, Lincoln Michel, Dana Johnson, Mark Chiusano, Juan Pablo Villalobos, Chanelle Benz, Sean Bernard, Kelly Luce, Zhang Ran, Miles Klee, Carmen Maria Machado, Steven Hayward, Deji Bryce Olukotun, Alexis Landau and Bryan Hurt.



Sunday Sentence: The Mysteries of Pittsburgh by Michael Chabon


Simply put, the best sentence(s) I’ve read this past week, presented out of context and without commentary.  (This week, I'm going to break tradition and post several best sentences because, frankly, I am overwhelmed by the feast of words found in the pages of Michael Chabon's debut novel, The Mysteries Of Pittsburgh. I looked at all the candidates, weighed them, and found them all to be deserving of mention this week, beginning with the book's terrific opening line.)


      At the beginning of summer I had lunch with my father, the gangster, who was in town for the weekend to transact some of his vague business.

      Drunk, Jane spoke as though she were Nancy Drew. I was a fool for a girl with a dainty lexicon.

      He teetered, wore a bib of spilled whiskey, and the wide things he said, I felt, would be discounted as the typical CinemaScope friendliness of a sot.

      Boardwalk, a chain, sold books at low prices, in huge, fluorescent, supermarket style, a style pervaded by glumness and by an uncomprehending distaste for its low-profit merchandise. The store, with its long white aisles and megalithic piles of discount thrillers and exercise guides, was organized as though the management had hoped to sell luncheon meat or lawn care products, but had somehow been tricked by an unscrupulous wholesaler – I imagined the disappointed “What the hell are we going to do with all these damned books?” of the owners who had started in postcards and seaside souvenirs on the Jersey shore. As far as they were concerned, a good book was still a plump little paperback that knew how to sit in a beach bag and keep its dirty mouth shut.

      Wrapped in her extravagant fur, with her long, noble face and elegant walk, Happy was, in every way, the Anna Karenina of dogs, even expressing, Jane claimed, a distinct mixture of fear of and fascination with the trains they would have to stop for in the course of the marathon walks they took together.

      “Love is like falconry,” he said. “Don’t you think that’s true, Cleveland?”
      “Never say love is like anything.” said Cleveland. “It isn’t.”



Saturday, May 9, 2015

Watchlist Countdown, Day 20: “Buildings Talk” by Dana Johnson


      Buildings talk. That’s the cool thing about them in case you don’t live in an apartment. It’s true: maybe I don’t really know anybody in a building of what? Three hundred lofts or something? But how do I know all the stuff I know? That’s what I’m talking about. The building’s got a big mouth. That’s how I know that Fatty Hardy lost his job and that’s how I know he lost it by trying too hard to hold on to it. The dudes in the khakis weren’t fucking around. They wanted mo money, mo money, mo money. They made Fatty Hardy the enforcer, but that was his doom. So many people said, “What do I need to pay another 200 dollars a month for? I’m out.” I saw it coming, myself. The big turn over. From my apartment window, I could see into the windows of so many empty apartments across the way, and those windows looked like eyes staring right back at me like, “What are you looking at? You’re next.”

          from “Buildings Talk” by Dana Johnson

The sad-sack fellow in the photo is Roscoe “Fatty” Arbuckle, the doomed-by-scandal silent film star whose stellar career came to a halt after a wild party at a hotel ended with the death of a young starlet. Arbuckle was tried three separate times for the rape and manslaughter of actress Virginia Rappe who had fallen ill at a party hosted by Arbuckle at the St. Francis Hotel in San Francisco in September 1921; she died four days later. Arbuckle was accused of raping and accidentally killing her--and the lurid details of her death, allegedly involving a Coke bottle (not true, as it turned out), were widely printed in newspapers around the country. After the first two trials ended in hung juries, Arbuckle was acquitted in the third trial and received a formal written apology from the jury. However, despite Arbuckle's acquittal, the scandal clouded his life. Tongues wagged, his films were banned and he was publicly ostracized. What does Fatty Arbuckle have to do with Dana Johnson’s terrific story in the Watchlist anthology? Apart from the fact that the narrator nicknames his jerk of a building manager Fatty Arbuckle (later morphing that to Fatty Hardy of Laurel and Hardy fame), really not much. It’s just that I have had a long-standing, morbid fascination with the tragic career trajectory of Arbuckle and thought it was interesting that Johnson chose this persona for the character of her story’s building manager. While the whale of a guy in “Buildings Talk” doesn’t quite meet the same sad end as the silent film comedian, his presence (even in name only) on these pages is a reminder that people talk, buildings talk, foundations crack, and great structures fall in a cloud of dust and rubble.


Watchlist: 32 Short Stories by Persons of Interest, edited by Bryan Hurt, will be published by O/R Books on May 21.  The “persons of interest” contributing short stories to the anthology include Etgar Keret, Robert Coover, Aimee Bender, Jim Shepard, Alissa Nutting, Charles Yu, Cory Doctorow, David Abrams, Randa Jarrar, Katherine Karlin, Miracle Jones, Mark Irwin, T. Coraghessan Boyle, Dale Peck, Bonnie Nadzam, Lucy Corin, Chika Unigwe, Paul Di Filippo, Lincoln Michel, Dana Johnson, Mark Chiusano, Juan Pablo Villalobos, Chanelle Benz, Sean Bernard, Kelly Luce, Zhang Ran, Miles Klee, Carmen Maria Machado, Steven Hayward, Deji Bryce Olukotun, Alexis Landau and Bryan Hurt.



Friday, May 8, 2015

Friday Freebie: Where They Found Her by Kimberly McCreight


Congratulations to Christine Neuman, winner of last week's Friday Freebie: Tibetan Peach Pie: A True Account of an Imaginative Life by Tom Robbins.

This week's book giveaway is Where They Found Her by Kimberly McCreight. Here's more about the book from the publisher: At the end of a long winter in well-to-do Ridgedale, New Jersey, the body of a newborn is found in the woods fringing the campus of the town's prestigious university. No one knows the identity of the baby, what ended her very short life, or how she came to be found among the fallen leaves. But for the residents of Ridgedale, there is no shortage of opinions. When freelance journalist and recent Ridgedale transplant Molly Sanderson is unexpectedly called upon to cover the disturbing news for the Ridgedale Reader—the town's local paper—she has good reason to hesitate. A severe depression followed the loss of her own baby, and this assignment could unearth memories she has tried hard to bury. But the disturbing history Molly uncovers is not her own. Her investigation reveals a decades-old trail of dark secrets hiding behind Ridgedale's white picket fences. Told from the perspectives of three Ridgedale women, Kimberly McCreight's taut and profoundly moving novel unwinds the tangled truth behind the tragedy, revealing that these women have far more in common than they could ever have imagined: that the very worst crimes are committed against those we love. And that—sooner or later—the past catches up to all of us.

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Watchlist Countdown, Day 19: “Our New Neighborhood” by Lincoln Michel


      When the incidents start, my husband decides that what our neighborhood needs is a Neighborhood Watch. "We need to watch our streets as closely as we're gonna watch the twins," he says, tapping the baby monitor screen. The screen is dark and blue. It shows two pale teddy bears in an otherwise empty crib.
      The next morning, I come downstairs and see Donald slinking in the corner with a black trench coat and fedora.


          from “Our New Neighborhood” by Lincoln Michel

This story in the Watchlist anthology is an example of how to take a good idea too far. Lincoln Michel (editor of Electric Literature and author of the forthcoming Upright Beasts) has written a cautionary tale that seems to epitomize the collection as a whole, with that stark, all-seeing eye on the cover design. “Our New Neighborhood” starts with an amicable neighborhood improvement meeting in a place called Middle Pond (“located between West Pond on the east and East Pond on the west”) as residents get together to share their concerns about property values. Before long, however, paranoia and accusations run rampant and, the next thing you know, husbands are slipping through neatly-trimmed yards in trench coats and fedoras. Michel turns a scathing eye on the Neighborhood Watch program, skewering it with humor and suspense.


Watchlist: 32 Short Stories by Persons of Interest, edited by Bryan Hurt, will be published by O/R Books on May 21.  The “persons of interest” contributing short stories to the anthology include Etgar Keret, Robert Coover, Aimee Bender, Jim Shepard, Alissa Nutting, Charles Yu, Cory Doctorow, David Abrams, Randa Jarrar, Katherine Karlin, Miracle Jones, Mark Irwin, T. Coraghessan Boyle, Dale Peck, Bonnie Nadzam, Lucy Corin, Chika Unigwe, Paul Di Filippo, Lincoln Michel, Dana Johnson, Mark Chiusano, Juan Pablo Villalobos, Chanelle Benz, Sean Bernard, Kelly Luce, Zhang Ran, Miles Klee, Carmen Maria Machado, Steven Hayward, Deji Bryce Olukotun, Alexis Landau and Bryan Hurt.



Thursday, May 7, 2015

Front Porch Books: May 2015 edition


Front Porch Books is a monthly tally of books--mainly advance review copies (aka "uncorrected proofs" and "galleys")--I've received from publishers, but also sprinkled with packages from Book Mooch, independent bookstores, Amazon and other sources.  Because my dear friends, Mr. FedEx and Mrs. UPS, leave them with a doorbell-and-dash method of delivery, I call them my Front Porch Books.  In this digital age, ARCs are also beamed to the doorstep of my Kindle via NetGalley and Edelweiss.  Note: most of these books won't be released for another 2-6 months; I'm here to pique your interest and stock your wish lists.  Cover art and opening lines may change before the book is finally released.  I should also note that, in nearly every case, I haven't had a chance to read these books.  I'm just as excited as you are to dive into these pages.


Mislaid
by Nell Zink
(Ecco)

Jacket Copy: A sharply observed, mordantly funny, and startlingly original debut from an exciting, unconventional new voice—the author of the acclaimed The Wallcreeper—about the making and unmaking of the American family that lays bare all of our assumptions about race and racism, sexuality and desire. Stillwater College in Virginia, 1966. Freshman Peggy, an ingĂ©nue with literary pretensions, falls under the spell of Lee, a blue-blooded poet and professor, and they begin an ill-advised affair that results in an unplanned pregnancy and marriage. The two are mismatched from the start—she’s a lesbian, he’s gay—but it takes a decade of emotional erosion before Peggy runs off with their three-year-old daughter, leaving their nine-year-old son behind. Worried that Lee will have her committed for her erratic behavior, Peggy goes underground, adopting an African American persona for her and her daughter. They squat in a house in an African-American settlement, eventually moving to a housing project where no one questions their true racial identities. As Peggy and Lee’s children grow up, they must contend with diverse emotional issues: Byrdie deals with his father’s compulsive honesty; while Karen struggles with her mother’s lies—she knows neither her real age, nor that she is “white,” nor that she has any other family. Years later, a minority scholarship lands Karen at the University of Virginia, where Byrdie is in his senior year. Eventually the long lost siblings will meet, setting off a series of misunderstandings and culminating in a comedic finale worthy of Shakespeare.

Opening Lines: Stillwater College sat on the fall line south of Petersburg. One half of the campus was elevated over the other half, and the waters above were separated from the waters below by a ledge with stone outcroppings.

Blurbworthiness: “[Mislaid] zips along with a giddy, lunatic momentum. It’s perverse wackiness is irresistible; unlike just about everything engineered to make you laugh out loud, Zink’s novel actually does, over and over again… She knows how to let her freak flag fly.” (Bookforum)


Disclaimer
by Renee Knight
(Harper)

Jacket Copy: What if you realized the terrifying book you were reading was all about you? A brilliantly conceived, deeply disturbing psychological thriller about a woman haunted by secrets—and the price she will pay for concealing the truth. When a mysterious novel appears at Catherine Ravenscroft's bedside, she is curious. She has no idea who might have sent her The Perfect Stranger—or how it ended up on her nightstand. At first, she is intrigued by the suspenseful story that unfolds. And then she realizes. This isn't fiction. The Perfect Stranger re-creates in vivid, unmistakable detail the day Catherine became hostage to a dark secret, a secret that only one other person knew—and that person is dead. Now that the past Catherine so desperately wants to forget is catching up with her, her world is falling apart. Plunged into a living nightmare, she knows that her only hope is to confront what really happened on that terrible day . . . even if the shocking truth may destroy her.

Opening Lines: Catherine braces herself, but there is nothing left to come up. She grips the cold enamel and raises her head to look in the mirror. The face that looks back at her is not the one she went to bed with.

Blurbworthiness:Disclaimer stealthily steals your attention and by the end holds you prisoner—a searing story that resonates long after the final page. The best thriller I’ve read this year.” (Rosamund Lupton, author of Sister)


Dietland
by Sarai Walker
(Houghton Mifflin Harcourt)

Jacket Copy: Plum Kettle does her best not to be noticed, because when you’re fat, to be noticed is to be judged. Or mocked. Or worse. With her job answering fan mail for a popular teen girls’ magazine, she is biding her time until her weight-loss surgery. Only then can her true life as a thin person finally begin. Then, when a mysterious woman starts following her, Plum finds herself falling down a rabbit hole and into an underground community of women who live life on their own terms. There Plum agrees to a series of challenges that force her to deal with her past, her doubts, and the real costs of becoming “beautiful.” At the same time, a dangerous guerrilla group called “Jennifer” begins to terrorize a world that mistreats women, and as Plum grapples with her personal struggles, she becomes entangled in a sinister plot. The consequences are explosive. Dietland is a bold, original, and funny debut novel that takes on the beauty industry, gender inequality, and our weight loss obsession—from the inside out, and with fists flying.

Opening Lines: It was late in the spring when I noticed that a girl was following me, nearly the end of May, a month that means perhaps or might be. She crept into the edges of my consciousness like something blurry coming into focus.

Blurbworthiness: Dietland is a book I have been waiting for someone to write all my life, and it hit me hard right where I live, right where so many of us have wasted too much time living. It's courageous, compassionate, intelligent, pissed off and much more fun than it has any right to be. I can think of twenty people I want to buy it for, without even trying.” (Pam Houston, author of Contents May Have Shifted)


Martian Dawn and Other Novels
by Michael Friedman
(Little A)

Jacket Copy: An essential for the postmodern library, this collection is like nothing else you’ve read—a trio of short novels that tackles stardom, science fiction, movies, love affairs, twins, French people, writing colonies, parenting, missionaries, murder, and holograms. Martian Dawn was hailed by avant-garde writer Harry Mathews as “an ultra-cool comedy of the future.” Are We Done Here? zips the reader from the New York demimonde to the rain forest and back again. And On My Way to See You is a French murder mystery in which the carpet keeps getting pulled—and you keep liking it. As cultural critic Wayne Koestenbaum says, author Michael Friedman “takes fiction seriously by not taking it seriously.” Brilliant and hugely entertaining, Martian Dawn and Other Novels is destined for a cult following.

Opening Lines: Richard and Julia strolled along Rodeo Drive, monogrammed tote bags in each hand.

Blurbworthiness: “Friedman skewers Hollywood pomposity, environmental idealism, spiritual empowerment—and the surprising banality of a human outpost on Mars—with prose that's a marvel of economy, sardonic without excess sarcasm and rife with deadpan humor. Slight but sly, this is a scrumptious literary trifle.” (Publishers Weekly)


The Wake
by Paul Kingsnorth
(Graywolf Press)

Jacket Copy: In the aftermath of the Norman Invasion of 1066, William the Conqueror was uncompromising and brutal. English society was broken apart, its systems turned on their head. What is little known is that a fractured network of guerrilla fighters took up arms against the French occupiers. In The Wake, a postapocalyptic novel set a thousand years in the past, Paul Kingsnorth brings this dire scenario back to us through the eyes of the unforgettable Buccmaster, a proud landowner bearing witness to the end of his world. Accompanied by a band of like-minded men, Buccmaster is determined to seek revenge on the invaders. But as the men travel across the scorched English landscape, Buccmaster becomes increasingly unhinged by the immensity of his loss, and their path forward becomes increasingly unclear. Written in what the author describes as "a shadow tongue"--a version of Old English updated so as to be understandable to the modern reader--The Wake renders the inner life of an Anglo-Saxon man with an accuracy and immediacy rare in historical fiction. To enter Buccmaster's world is to feel powerfully the sheer strangeness of the past. A tale of lost gods and haunted visions, The Wake is both a sensational, gripping story and a major literary achievement.

Opening Lines: the night was clere though i slept i seen it. though i slept i seen the calm hierde naht only the still. when i gan down to sleep all was clere in the land and my dreams was full of stillness but my dreams did not cepe me still

Blurbworthiness:The Wake is an astonishing accomplishment. The events in it are chronicled by Buccmaster, a brutally unreliable narrator, in an adapted version of old English. At first the prospect seems unreadably off-putting; within twenty pages you get the hang of it; by thirty the suddenly fluent reader is immersed entirely in the mental and geographical contours of the era. But it works the other way too: we are seeing--and feeling and hearing--the living roots of Englishness.” (Geoff Dyer, author of Another Great Day at Sea: Life Aboard the USS George H.W. Bush)


Orient
by Christopher Bollen
(Harper)

Jacket Copy: A gripping novel of culture clash and murder: as summer draws to a close, a small Long Island town is gripped by a series of mysterious deaths—and one young man, a loner taken in by a local, tries to piece together the crimes before his own time runs out. Orient is an isolated town on the north fork of Long Island, its future as a historic village newly threatened by the arrival of wealthy transplants from Manhattan—many of them artists. One late summer morning, the body of a local caretaker is found in the open water; the same day, a monstrous animal corpse is found on the beach, presumed a casualty from a nearby research lab. With rumors flying, eyes turn to Mills Chevern—a tumbleweed orphan newly arrived in town from the west with no ties and a hazy history. As the deaths continue and fear in town escalates, Mills is enlisted by Beth, an Orient native in retreat from Manhattan, to help her uncover the truth. With the clock ticking, Mills and Beth struggle to find answers, faced with a killer they may not be able to outsmart.

Opening Lines: This is how I first saw you, Long Island, on a map in the front seat of Paul Benchley's car. Like the body of a woman floating in New York harbor. It still amazes me that no one else sees the shape of a woman in that island sprawled along the coastline, her legs the two beach-lined forks that jut out to sea when the land splits, her hips and breasts the rocky inlets of oyster coves, her skull broken in the boroughs of New York City. Even now, when I close my eyes and try to picture the place where all the trouble happened, I see her drifting there in the waters of the east.

Blurbworthiness: The Great Gatsby meets Donna Tartt. Suspenseful, beautifully written, and wonderfully atmospheric, Orient is that rare treat that is both a page-turner and a book you will want to savor.” (Philipp Meyer, author of The Son)


Bream Gives Me Hiccups
by Jesse Eisenberg
(Grove)

Jacket Copy: Bream Gives Me Hiccups: And Other Stories is the whip-smart fiction debut of Academy Award-nominated actor Jesse Eisenberg. Known for his iconic film roles but also for his regular pieces in the New Yorker and his two critically acclaimed plays, Eisenberg is an emerging voice in fiction. Taking its title from a group of stories that begin the book, Bream Gives Me Hiccups moves from contemporary L.A. to the dormrooms of an American college to ancient Pompeii, throwing the reader into a universe of social misfits, reimagined scenes from history, and ridiculous overreactions. In one piece, a tense email exchange between a young man and his girlfriend is taken over by the man’s sister, who is obsessed with the Bosnian genocide (The situation reminds me of a little historical blip called the Karadordevo agreement); in another, a college freshman forced to live with a roommate is stunned when one of her ramen packets goes missing (she didn’t have “one” of my ramens. She had a chicken ramen); in another piece, Alexander Graham Bell has teething problems with his invention (I’ve been calling Mabel all day, she doesn’t pick up! Yes, of course I dialed the right number – 2!). United by Eisenberg’s gift for humor and character, and grouped into chapters that each open with an illustration by award-winning cartoonist Jean Jullien, the witty pieces collected in Bream Gives Me Hiccups explore the various insanities of the modern world, and mark the arrival of a fantastically funny, self-ironic, and original voice.

Opening Lines: Last night, Mom took me to Sushi Nozawa, near Matt's house. Except she didn't let Matt come with us and I had to leave in the middle of my favorite show because Mom said we would be late for our reservation and that I didn't know who she had to blow on to get the reservation.

Blurbworthiness:Bream Gives Me Hiccups isn’t merely comic writing of the first order; it’s an often tender, highbrow-lowbrow mash-up that encompasses everything from Chomsky and Ĺ˝iĹľek to disastrous pickup lines and pubescent neuroses. Jesse Eisenberg writes with formidable intellect and verbal dexterity, but he also has something many deadeye satirists lack: empathy with his targets. To borrow his most unforgettable character’s line, you’ll want to give his debut collection 2000 out of 2000 stars.” (Teddy Wayne, author of The Love Song of Jonny Valentine)


Watchlist Countdown, Day 18: “Drone” by Miles Klee


     The president’s coma had taken a turn for the worse: she was dead.

          from “Drone” by Miles Klee

And with that, we're off and running through the delirious tongue-tingle of Miles Klee’s story in the Watchlist anthology. It’s hard for me to say much about “Drone” without spoiling the ironwork structure of the story...so, let me just leave it at this: if you like A Clockwork Orange, Blade Runner, Alice in Wonderland or the fiction of Roddy Doyle, then this will be a right good jazz howl for you.


Watchlist: 32 Short Stories by Persons of Interest, edited by Bryan Hurt, will be published by O/R Books on May 21.  The “persons of interest” contributing short stories to the anthology include Etgar Keret, Robert Coover, Aimee Bender, Jim Shepard, Alissa Nutting, Charles Yu, Cory Doctorow, David Abrams, Randa Jarrar, Katherine Karlin, Miracle Jones, Mark Irwin, T. Coraghessan Boyle, Dale Peck, Bonnie Nadzam, Lucy Corin, Chika Unigwe, Paul Di Filippo, Lincoln Michel, Dana Johnson, Mark Chiusano, Juan Pablo Villalobos, Chanelle Benz, Sean Bernard, Kelly Luce, Zhang Ran, Miles Klee, Carmen Maria Machado, Steven Hayward, Deji Bryce Olukotun, Alexis Landau and Bryan Hurt.



Wednesday, May 6, 2015

Watchlist Countdown, Day 17: “Prof.” by Chika Unigwe


     When the cell phone tower suddenly materialized opposite our street, I told anyone who would listen that it was an interceptor, set up to connect to phones by mimicking cell phone towers and sucking up data but nobody would believe me.

       from “Prof.” by Chika Unigwe

“Prof.,” Chika Unigwe’s short story in the Watchlist anthology, is a good example of how, in the right hands, the unreliability of a narrator can creep up on us in a way that’s subtle as a hum we thought we heard but weren’t sure until all the other noises in the room had faded away. Chika Unigwe was born in Nigeria and her novels include On Black Sisters Street and Night Dancer. “Prof.” was my first encounter with her work but it certainly won’t be my last.


Watchlist: 32 Short Stories by Persons of Interest, edited by Bryan Hurt, will be published by O/R Books on May 21.  The “persons of interest” contributing short stories to the anthology include Etgar Keret, Robert Coover, Aimee Bender, Jim Shepard, Alissa Nutting, Charles Yu, Cory Doctorow, David Abrams, Randa Jarrar, Katherine Karlin, Miracle Jones, Mark Irwin, T. Coraghessan Boyle, Dale Peck, Bonnie Nadzam, Lucy Corin, Chika Unigwe, Paul Di Filippo, Lincoln Michel, Dana Johnson, Mark Chiusano, Juan Pablo Villalobos, Chanelle Benz, Sean Bernard, Kelly Luce, Zhang Ran, Miles Klee, Carmen Maria Machado, Steven Hayward, Deji Bryce Olukotun, Alexis Landau and Bryan Hurt.



Tuesday, May 5, 2015

Watchlist Countdown, Day 16: “Safety Tips for Living Alone” by Jim Shepard


     And something was already wrong with Tower No. 4. Unlike the others it moved so much in heavy weather or even in a good strong wind that everyone who worked on it called it Old Shaky or the Tiltin' Hilton.

       from “Safety Tips for Living Alone” by Jim Shepard

This entry in the Watchlist anthology should be required reading for anyone studying the art of the short story. Grandmaster Jim Shepard (The Book of Aron, Like You’d Understand, Anyway, and You Think That’s Bad) doesn’t even appear to break a sweat as he documents, in precise detail, the true story of a doomed Air Force surveillance station in the North Atlantic. You can read more about the so-called Texas Towers at this link, which describes them like this:
Built in 1957, the five Texas Towers were intended to become part of the USA’s advanced early warning system against Soviet bombers. Named for their resemblance to oil platforms found in the Gulf of Mexico, the towers were radar platforms designed to be placed out to sea. Towers 1 and 5 were never built. Towers 2 and 3 were situated on the rocky seabed off Nantucket and Boston respectively. Tower 4 posed a much greater challenge, as it needed to be placed in waters twice as deep and on a soft bed of sand and mud. Nevertheless, engineers described the final design as a “triumph.” The 3,200 ton triangular structure stood on three legs, each 100m long and 4m thick. These were supported by cross braces and were hollow so that they could be used to store fuel and freshwater. It cost $21 million, and would be manned by 50 Air Force officers and enlisted men.
What Shepard does in his short story is take a dry, historical record and spin it into a multi-character drama that builds not only the tension of an approaching storm destined to wipe out the radar station, but also develops rich backgrounds of the men on the Texas Tower and their families waiting for them back home. And that last line? Oh, that final sentence as the men watch a wave, high as a skyscraper, loom over them is simply sublime: “And they recognized it as the implacability that would no longer indulge their mistakes, and would sweep from them all they had ever loved.” Now that, boys and girls, is how you craft a story.


Watchlist: 32 Short Stories by Persons of Interest, edited by Bryan Hurt, will be published by O/R Books on May 21.  The “persons of interest” contributing short stories to the anthology include Etgar Keret, Robert Coover, Aimee Bender, Jim Shepard, Alissa Nutting, Charles Yu, Cory Doctorow, David Abrams, Randa Jarrar, Katherine Karlin, Miracle Jones, Mark Irwin, T. Coraghessan Boyle, Dale Peck, Bonnie Nadzam, Lucy Corin, Chika Unigwe, Paul Di Filippo, Lincoln Michel, Dana Johnson, Mark Chiusano, Juan Pablo Villalobos, Chanelle Benz, Sean Bernard, Kelly Luce, Zhang Ran, Miles Klee, Carmen Maria Machado, Steven Hayward, Deji Bryce Olukotun, Alexis Landau and Bryan Hurt.