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rate and review, rinse and repeat: a request

a small note in these quarantine days: without forgetting how we’re all, directly involved, intimately connected, in our varied levels of precarity:

most of us with new books out are fairly restricted in what we can do vis-a-vis book/self promotion, and even more restricted by what we feel is right. I feel, acutely, (I suspect I’m not alone in this) my narcissism in the face of larger concerns: to state that if a new book like Two Californias has a lifespan, then our current situation will severely curtail its ability to make its way out into the world.

but we can help each other out. I recognize that many of us are in spending lockdown, and/or don’t want to further burden the postal service, and so can’t/won’t buy books right now. Having said that, if you’re in a bookbuying mood, I’ll point you to the New Books of AWP 2020 list – (https://www.facebook.com/New-Books-of-Virtual-AWP-2020-100568891566463/?ref=nf&hc_ref=ART343eJ165ahlJE3qfLTmt7iBuKHGntlHPePl6hug46NVQAskIeCZ9uO92ULpJTXJ0) – thanks to Danielle Pafunda for initiating this resource – and also to Rosebud Ben-Oni’s “Open to All: A Crowd-Sourced List of Over 300 Mid-2019 to 2020 Poetry Titles” (https://kenyonreview.org/2020/03/open-to-all-a-crowd-sourced-list-of-over-150-mid-2019-to-2020-poetry-titles/) at Kenyon Review.

yet there are things you can do that don’t cost money, which will help these books see the readership they deserve, AND (perhaps as importantly?) help writers when they write and try to publish/sell subsequent books. In particular, if you have the time and inclination, I’d encourage you to rate and review – 3 sentences will do! – our books on Amazon/Goodreads/other venues. (I know that Amazon/Goodreads are problematic entities – if anyone else has other/better venues, please let me know.) Thanks to Matt Kirkpatrick, who helped illuminate the easy and joyful benefits of rating/reviewing.

i’m listing here the books I know, as well as links to their Amazon/Goodreads pages:

Al Abonado: Jaw (Poems)
https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/51374741-jaw
https://www.amazon.com/Jaw-Abonado-Albert/dp/1939675987/

Leland Cheuk: No Good Very Bad Asian (Novel)
https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/52355028-no-good-very-bad-asian
https://www.amazon.com/No-Good-Very-Bad-Asian/dp/1936196999

Kathryn Cowles: Maps and Transcripts of the Ordinary World (Poems)
https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/52372618-maps-and-transcripts-of-the-ordinary-world
https://www.amazon.com/Maps-Transcripts-Ordinary-World-Poems/dp/1571315020

Shira Dentz: Sisyphusina (Hybrid, out soon from PANK) and the sun a blazing zero (Poems)
https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/44061652-the-sun-a-blazing-zero
https://www.amazon.com/sun-blazing-zero-Shira-Dentz/dp/1944884475

Noam Dorr: Love Drones (Essays)
https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/43550185-love-drones
https://www.amazon.com/Love-Drones-Noam-Dorr/dp/1946448389

Robert Glick: Two Californias (Stories)
https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/51899005-two-californias
https://www.amazon.com/Two-Californias-Robert-Glick/dp/1949540049

Eryn Green: BEIT (Poems)
https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/48587417-beit
https://www.amazon.com/BEIT-Eryn-Green/dp/193697066X

Sadie Hoagland: American Grief in Four Stages (Stories)
https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/44318980-american-grief-in-four-stages
https://www.amazon.com/American-Grief-Four-Stages-Stories/dp/1949199215

Matthew Kirkpatrick: The Ambrose J. and Vivian T. Seagrave Museum of 20th Century American Art (Novel)
https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/43257277-the-ambrose-j-and-vivian-t-seagrave-museum-of-20th-century-american-ar
https://www.amazon.com/Ambrose-Vivian-Seagrave-Century-American/dp/1946724165

Shena McAuliffe: The Good Echo (Novel) and Glass, Light, and Electricity (Essays)
https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/43272607-the-good-echo
https://www.amazon.com/Good-Echo-Shena-Mcauliffe/dp/1625577044
https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/49694031-glass-light-and-electricity
https://www.amazon.com/Glass-Light-Electricity-Essays-Permafrost/dp/1602234086

Danielle Pafunda: Beshrew (Poems)
https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/44671514-beshrew
https://www.amazon.com/Beshrew-Dusie-Books-Danielle-Pafunda/dp/194425305X

Michael Palmer: Baptizing the Dead and Other Jobs (Essays)
https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/44129322-baptizing-the-dead-and-other-jobs
https://www.amazon.com/Baptizing-Dead-Other-Jobs-Essays/dp/0872333027

Jacob Paul: Last Tower to Heaven (Novel)
https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/48915099-last-tower-to-heaven
https://www.amazon.com/Last-Tower-Heaven-Jacob-Paul/dp/1949540022

Natanya Ann Pulley: With Teeth (Stories)
https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/49497507-with-teeth
https://www.amazon.com/Teeth-Natanya-Ann-Pulley/dp/0898233895

Anne M. Royston, Material Noise: Reading Theory as Artist’s Book (Critical Theory)
https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/44512546-material-noise
https://www.amazon.com/Material-Noise-Reading-Theory-Artists/dp/0262042924

Sejal Shah: This is One Way to Dance: (Essays)
https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/48527188-this-is-one-way-to-dance
https://www.amazon.com/This-One-Way-Dance-Nonfiction/dp/0820357235

Cori Winrock: Little Envelope of Earth Conditions (Poems)
https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/44017103-little-envelope-of-earth-conditions
https://www.amazon.com/Little-Envelope-Earth-Conditions-Winrock/dp/1948579065

Brian Wood: Joytime Killbox (Stories)
https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/50851276-joytime-killbox
https://www.amazon.com/Joytime-Killbox-American-Reader-Brian/dp/194268391X

please add other books in comments (with links?), and sorry if I forgot anyone!

peace, quiet, joy, health,

r-

booknotes: May-Lan Tan, Things To Make and Break

May-Lan Tan, Things to Make and Break: Stories. Emily Books, 2014

I’m not sure what to do with this collection, which is a 100% good thing. Most of these stories depict disaffected teens and 20-somethings as they try to navigate their own limits in intersection with adulting: sex and drugs are foregrounded, but not fetishized, as the easiest ways to test these limits before the topographical constrictions of home-ownership set in. The prose is at once sharp and blurry, or sharp in its unceasing blurriness, as if the collection’s protagonists are mired in a psychic fog that demands that their perceptual borders be themselves occluded. The remarkable “Julia K.” has a simplicity of storytelling that belies the ritual complexity of the protagonist’s actions and the murky understanding of the tale’s recipient. What is growing on me: the raw, untidy character of the prose that is both declarative (short sentences) and ambiguous, and the ways that sex, drugs, booze, can transcend their own cliches by seeing them as part of the landscape rather than as the excesses of and intruders to that landscape.

booknotes: Michael William Palmer, Baptizing the Dead and Other Jobs

Michael William Palmer, Baptizing the Dead and Other Jobs: Non-Fiction. Bauhan Publishing, 2020

I don’t read a lot of non-fiction (I know, my loss), but have been wanting to pick up Michael Palmer’s debut book in part because I like Michael a lot (disclosure), and in part because, in quarantine here in Western New York, I miss Utah, its colors, smells, peaks; I knew Baptizing the Dead would contain a healthy dose of the natural world. There are a few things I really love about this book. First, I love how this book is closest to memoir, but its 1st person narrator (putatively Michael) doesn’t spend too much time inside his interior. It feels right to me, here, with the narrator exploring/struggling with his LDS background, as well as how that intersects with sex, love, and family, that the narrator keeps it fairly (and beautifully written) simple, insofar as we are given the actions and reactions, and are left to roil around with the complexity of his life; a complexity that accretes from story to story. It’s got a certain iceberg-theory sensibility that sometimes I dislike; here I love. And still, I like it even better when the narrative fractures against the less linear forms the book sometimes employs; as if the narrator’s life is the ship which is wrecked against the jetty, its forms expelled and sharded through the fragmented glossaries the book sometimes favors. Okay, that was a super mixed metaphor, but still – this is a book well, well worth reading.

10/4/20: Review of Two Californias in Heavy Feather Review

I dropped the ball on this one, so trying to rectify it now: there’s a lusciously complex review of Two Californias in the Heavy Feather Review. As the book makes its snaky way (and here, I’m thinking of the old computer Snake game) through the world, I’m stunned by the different takes other writers have, and the ways they’ve immersed, emerged, re-immersed. A shout-out to Heavy Feather Review, who consistently do amazing, amazing work, and manifold thanks to Feliz Moreno for spending so much time with the collection!

booknotes: Nafissa Thompson-Spires, Heads of the Colored People

Nafissa Thompson-Spires, Heads of the Colored People. Simon and Schuster, 2018.

This book, longlisted for the National Book Award, is smart, biting-funny, and at times really powerful. The first story, “Heads of the Colored People: Four Fancy Sketches, Two Chalk Outlines, and No Apology,” is a tour-de-force, at once hard-hitting and self-aware – I can’t wait to teach it. Each story, set in California, has a Black, usually middle-class protagonist, drawn complexly, understanding to various degrees of their positionality. One thing I love about this book is the way it acknowledges the racial positioning of different reading audiences. If anything, I wish the book used more of the metafictional techniques used in the first story and alluded to in a later story, “A Conversation About Bread,” which centers on two graduate students debating auto-ethnography.

booknotes: Claire Vaye Watkins, Gold Fame Citrus

Claire Vaye Watkins, Gold Fame Citrus, Riverhead Books, 2016.

This is the kind of book I want to teach, because it is at once so intensely good and so interestingly flawed. A book that stays with me, with a slightly bitter taste.

What did I love about it? It is so wildly inventive. It retools our topography of the land, making the Southwest/Mountain West into a living entity, putting pressure on our human adaptability and our narratives around how the land evolves, with or without our influence. The language in this book is amazing: the lyric strangeness and unorthodox parts of speech. As someone who wants to integrate the lyric into a kind of realism, it’s really after my own heart. I had the feeling that Claire Vaye Watkins was super-focused on great sentences and lush imagery all the way to the last page. As someone trying to finish a novel, I’m recognizing right now how difficult and time-consuming it is to capture that intensity throughout the book.

And yet…I feel a deep tension in the book between something like weirdness and craft-based conformity. The book is at its best, imho, when it’s weird. The back story of Luz (which is sporadically deployed), some of the chapter structures (a Lincoln in the Bardo-like collective dialogue, a bestiary of alternate creatures) are amazing, and I want more of them. The problem: they feel incidental to the book, pretty bells and whistles, because they don’t fully integrate into plot development and character arc. That, to me, is where the book breaks down, in the tension between the normative conventions of the novel and the innovative worldbuilding, structure, and language. When reading, I often had the feeling that the writer felt pressure to really anchor the novel within traditional craft structures, that, in the end, didn’t really hold up. The momentum of the plot breaks down once Ray returns, the psychological arc of the characters is forced, with a different, more direct tonality. And while the protagonist is a woman, she is tethered to various men, who seem to hold power over her in ways that, while not regressive, still feel like old configurations. Perhaps that’s one of the points here, one shown by zombie shows and other post-apocalyptic media: that old structures eventually crumble in the face of new situations. But if so, then the book is restating, in albeit super-interesting ways, how this fall takes place, when I’d rather see (the book allows us to imagine) alternate possibilities. In this light, it’s a little sad when the end of the book arguably taps into old tropes of female agency, providing a symbolic ending that wraps things up, but doesn’t end well for Luz.

I can’t help but think: what if this book resisted foregrounding the psychological arcs, instead thinking of character as flatter, secondary to the landscape? What if the book refused the ever-intensifying set of explosive plot points? What if – this is Anne’s reading – the book let the earth, the land, the ecosystem occupy its center, rather than the individual humans? The radical ending, here, is not Levi’s large-scale fight that Watkins (I think correctly) refused or the possibly regressive one she embraced (I won’t give it away). Instead, perhaps, the radical ending is the quiet one, involving the long-term formation of new family structures and kinship bonds generated by the exigencies of the land.

To be clear: this book is great. I didn’t want it to end, in part because there’s so much going on in this wonderful world, in each sentence. The plot in the first two-thirds has a real drive to it, and everything feels a bit like a materialization of Burning Man, in an actually burning world. Wonderful, thought-provoking stuff.

booknotes: Yoko Ogawa, The Memory Police

Yoko Ogawa, The Memory Police, Pantheon Books, 2019. Trans. Stephen Snyder. This is a really great book. Really great. I was really taken by the slow burn of it, the fairly sparse prose, the way it honestly didn’t go the way I thought it would go. By the end, it takes a tonal turn that I wasn’t ready for, making the book more allegorical, more darker and more solemn, less an inquiry into memory than a resignation in the face of its necessary, inevitable degradations.

It’s less a mode of magical realism than one that takes a speculative premise and builds on it, something like Saramago’s Blindness. The beauty is in the exploration of the ramifications of that premise.

Side note: there’s a certain kind of un-realism common to contemporary Japanese writers in translation – Abe and Murakami come to mind. It feels more like a marketing drive than a national mode of writing…Does the US get a lot of Japanese literary realists (Murakami Ryu, Oe) that I can’t think of off-hand?

booknotes: Jacob Paul, Last Tower to Heaven

Jacob Paul, Last Tower to Heaven, C&R Books, 2019

This is a smart, funny, conceptually sharp, and sometimes sad book that tries, in our current days, to figure out how one can survive collective trauma, notably the Holocaust, without having it turn into parody or soundbite. The protagonist, himself named Jacob Paul, helps make this book deeply personal at the same time it goes on cross-country adventures for meaning and self-meaning. The book feels larger than its plot, forcing us to understand ourselves as possibly dreamed by another, as if it is part of a larger book. I never really thought anyone would have the guts/imagination to mash the Celan/Jabes continuum with an almost Confederacy of Dunces plot and main character, but Jacob Paul has done just that. Last Tower to Heaven is a big, ambitious, and I think very personal beast that kept me engaged and emotionally attuned throughout.