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Shane Jones, Crystal Eaters

It feels good to believe in one hundred. They walk through the village wondering how many they have left. Everything is hit with sun. Tin roofs glare. Wooden structures glow. The city appeared at the horizon like a mountain range decades...Show More Summary

Review plans for this week

Since completing the 40 reviews in 40 days personal challenge on the 16th, I've taken a mini-break from reviewing here. However, I plan on reviewing several books this week. Below are the titles (not in exact order) that I aim to have...Show More Summary

June 2014 Reads

June was a slower reading month for me, perhaps in part because I spent most of the month engaging in the "40 in 40" review project. I managed to complete that by mid-July, but as a result, I only read 24 books in June. 14 of the 24 books have already been reviewed, with another one to be reviewed later this month. Show More Summary

What the Birthday Squirrel Bought for Me in 2014

Well, another birthday has passed and for those bibliophiles who are curious about what book-related materials I received for my birthday, here are the details:I received nearly $200 in money (which I deposited) and a $50 iTunes card. Show More Summary

The Perpetual Decline and Fall of Literary Criticism

Almost eighteen years ago, I enrolled in what proved to be the toughest course in my graduate studies at the University of Tennessee: History 510: Foundations of Graduate Study in History. I was barely twenty-two then and perhaps more immature than that; I was the youngest MA candidate that semester. Show More Summary


It's finally happened. The calendar turned enough leaves that it's now 40 years since I was born. It's a number I've been waiting to reach and trying to avoid for a number of years. I can remember starting out as a teacher 15 years ago,...Show More Summary

D. Foy, Made to Break

Christmas Eve word got out Lucille had been taken by the real world, of corporate jobs and big-big coin. Christmas Day the scene was on. As for that affair, the only thing I know for sure is some time close to three or four we laid into a mound of dope. Show More Summary

Anna Hope, Wake

Originally posted at World War I Literature, Art, and Cinema.Although there had been earlier wars, some of which spanned multiple continents and spread beyond the confines of the battlefields, World War I is the first “total war” that went global. Show More Summary

Tom Rachman, The Rise & Fall of Great Powers

Tooly intended to walk the entirety of New York, every passable street in the five boroughs. After several weeks, she had pen lines radiating like blue veins from her home in the separatist republic of Brooklyn into the breakaway nations of Manhattan, Queens, and the Bronx, although their surly neighbor, Staten Island, remained unmarked. Show More Summary

Ann and Jeff VanderMeer (eds.), The Time Traveler's Almanac

"Does this safari guarantee I come back alive?" "We guarantee nothing," said the official, "except the dinosaurs." He turned. "This is Mr. Travis, your Safari Guide in the Past. He'll tell you what and where to shoot. If he says no shooting, no shooting. Show More Summary

Edmundo Paz Soldán, Iris

Xavier no tardó en descubrir que ella creía en la religión irisina. A veces mencionaba a Xlött con convicción, otras a Malacosa y a algunos dioses menores. Él los conocía por los templos diseminados en las calles de Iris; los shanz tenían...Show More Summary

A few books I bought recently, most of them during my trip Monday to Knoxville

I'm not buying many print volumes this summer, mostly due to working only one job this summer, but when I had to make an emergency trip to Knoxville Monday to get transcripts printed in time for a job application deadline, I knew I was going to unwind a bit before driving back across state. Show More Summary

Anthony Doerr, All the Light We Cannot See

"Papa says curses are only stories cooked up to deter thieves. He says there are sixty-five million specimens in this place, and if you have the right teacher, each can be as interesting as the last." "Still," he says, "certain things compel people. Show More Summary

Edan Lepucki, California

When Frida was in high school, she'd taken it to help ease her cramps. She'd loved the little pink clamshell they came in and the way the tiny tablets popped out of their plastic sheaths. But before her senior year began, Dada started...Show More Summary

Rivka Galchen, American Innovations

That mirror claimed there was a substantial lump on the right side of my lower back. An anatomically anomalous and yet familiar-seeming lump. I would have just looked away but it was like seeing a burn victim or a really beautiful person: I couldn't unstare. Show More Summary

Celeste Ng, Everything I Never Told You

Lydia is dead. But they don't know this yet. 1977, May 3, six thirty in the morning, no one knows anything but this innocuous fact: Lydia is late for breakfast. As always, next to her cereal bowl, her mother has placed a sharpened pencil and Lydia's physics homework, six problems flagged with small ticks. Show More Summary

Evie Wyld, All the Birds, Singing

Another sheep, mangled and bled out, her innards not yet crusting and the vapours rising from her like a steamed pudding. Crows, their beaks shining, strutting and rasping, and when I waved my stick they flew to the trees and watched, flaring out their wings, singing, if you could all it that. Show More Summary

Adam Wilson, What's Important is Feeling

In college I read Karl Marx and snorted cocaine. The Marx I didn't much understand. The cocaine contextualized. I lived with four other guys. We weren't a classless household. Some were subsidized: parentally, governmentally. Others worked campus jobs. Show More Summary

Rose Fox and Daniel José Older (eds.), Long Hidden: Speculative Fiction from the Margins of History

1. Apul Apul A male ogre of the Great Lakes region. A melancholy character, he eats crickets to sweeten his voice. His house burned down with all his children inside. His enemy is the Hare. [My informant, a woman of the highlands who calls herself only "Mary," adds that Apul Apul can be heard on windy nights, crying for his lost progeny. Show More Summary

Smith Henderson, Fourth of July Creek

Sexual deviancy came as little surprise anymore. Nymphomania, satyriasis, pedophilia, coprophilia, telephone scatologia – there wasn't a particular paraphiliac that hadn't crossed Pete's path at one time or another. He'd worked withShow More Summary

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