Discover a new way to find and share stories you'll love… Learn about Reading Desk

Blog Profile / OF Blog of the Fallen

Filed Under:Genres / Fantasy
Posts on Regator:1498
Posts / Week:6.4
Archived Since:April 27, 2010

Blog Post Archive

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

Rabih Alameddine, An Unnecessary Woman

For most of my adult life, since I was twenty-two, I've begun a translation every January first. I do realize that this is a holiday and most choose to celebrate, most do not choose to work on New Year's Day. Once, as I was leafing through the folio of Beethoven's sonatas, I noticed that only the penultimate, the superb op. Show More Summary

Greg King and Sue Woolmans, The Assassination of the Archduke

Originally posted on World War I Literature, Art, and Cinema. Today it is easy to look back upon the years before 1914 with a kind of gauzy, romantic nostalgia. It seems a simpler time, when innovation enthralled and peace predominated. Show More Summary

Mid-year thoughts on 2014 releases

As June turns into July and the second half of 2014 arrives, I suppose now is a natural time to pause for a moment to reflect upon this year's releases so far. Unlike previous years, I have made a greater effort to review the year's releases soon after I read them. Show More Summary

Max Brooks, The Harlem Hellfighters

Originally posted on World I Literature, Art, and Cinema.Too often those who did not participate in the fighting of World War I tried to sanitize it, make it something grander than tens of millions groveling in the mud, piss, and shit...Show More Summary

Dinaw Mengestu, All Our Names

I arrived in the capital poorly prepared. I had read the same Victorian novels a dozen times, and I assumed that was how proper English was spoken. I said "sir" constantly. No one I met believed I was a revolutionary, and I didn't have the heart to claim I wanted to be a writer. Show More Summary

Emma Donoghue, Frog Music

Blanche has got the left gaiter off now, and the boot below it, but the laces on the other one have snagged, and in the light of the single candle stub she can't find the knot; her long nails pick at the laces. Dors, min p'tit quinquin, Min p'tit pouchin, Min gros rojin... Show More Summary

Thomas Ligotti, The Spectral Link

My instructions were to follow a sequence of absurdly simple acts and to keep the operation secret. First, I was to make my way into the assigned environment; second, I would depart in the most natural manner, undetected if possible, though that part was not essential. Show More Summary

Sean Ennis, Chase Us

Clip and I run Pennypack Park with a carton of cigarettes, knocking over the joggers. He goes for the ankles from behind. When the joggers fall, he hangs over them and blows a lungful of smoke in their faces. The joggers cringe into little balls, waiting for a second hit that never comes. Show More Summary

Roxane Gay, An Untamed State

Once upon a time, in a far-off land, I was kidnapped by a gang of fearless yet terrified young men with so much impossible hope beating inside their bodies it burned their very skin and strengthened their will right through their bones. Show More Summary

E-book porn, or pictures of titles for future review

Since I've bought more e-books than print books lately, I thought I would post a picture of my English-language iBooks page, or at least the latest 25 books that I've bought. Click on the picture to see an enlarged image. I have only reviewed 7 out of the 25 books here, but I do have plans to review almost all of them by year's end. Show More Summary

Rene Denfeld, The Enchanted

This is an enchanted place. Others don't see it but I do. I see every cinder block, every hallway and doorway. I see the doorways that lead to the secret stairs and the stairs that take you into stone towers and the towers that take you to windows and the windows that open to wide, clear air. Show More Summary

Ishmael Beah, Radiance of Tomorrow

She had returned home because she could not find complete happiness anywhere else. She had scoured refugee camps and the homes of kind strangers for some sort of joy that didn't need entertainment, something she knew existed only on the land she now stood upon. Show More Summary

Porochista Khakpour, The Last Illusion

Zal knew he had to make all the moves. He stepped up to her and pressed his body against hers. He thought of the porn scenes; he thought of Willa. They kissed with a wildness he hadn't experienced since...since nothing. He let her go wherever she wanted with her hands, and he did the same. Show More Summary

David James Poissant, The Heaven of Animals

The first time Brig saw her, he was sure she was Kate. She had Kate's dark hair, Kate's eyes, Kate's taut swimmer's build. She was not Kate. Kate was long gone. Were Kate here, she wouldn't look like this girl, or Brig didn't think she would. Show More Summary

Chang-rae Lee, On Such a Full Sea

It is known where we come from, but no one much cares about things like that anymore. We think, Why bother? Except for a lucky few, everyone is from someplace, but that someplace, it turns out, is gone. You can search it, you can find...Show More Summary

Jesse Ball, Silence Once Begun

The story of Oda Sotatsu begins with a confession that he signed. He had fallen in with a man named Kakuzo and a girl named Jito Joo. These were somewhat wild characters, particularly Sato Kakuzo. He was in trouble, or had been. People knew it. Show More Summary

Teju Cole, Every Day is for the Thief

Another man, sitting to my right, fills out forms for his children. He informs me that he recently had his passport reissued. I ask him how long it took. – Well, normally, it's four weeks. – Four weeks? I am traveling in less than three. Show More Summary

Copyright © 2011 Regator, LLC