The review says that “Sparks’s debut story collection swirls with a Tim Burton-like whimsy.” :
The collection’s 30 stories, most no longer than three pages, are modern fables in which epiphanies replace moral lessons and tales unfold with Grimm-like wickedness.
You can read the full review here.
Two, actually, and they probably couldn’t be more different. In this corner, we have an essay in the Rumpus on finding redemption in literature without necessarily finding religion. Thank you to Roxane Gay for publishing this.
And in this corner, we have a short short story that Lauren Becker was kind enough to publish in Corium, and I suppose now that I think about it, it’s not as wildly different as I imagined. It’s actually also about finding grace, albeit in the most unlikely of places. And there is sex and there are handcuffs and yes, it’s maybe just a tiny bit of a response to certain bestselling and terrible BDSM books.
I guess maybe rather than a knock-down drag out, the metaphor here could be a nice hug-it-out. Everybody wins!
If you’ve ever read a story of mine and liked it, or if you’ve never read a story of mine but you like mythology, fairy tales, science and math and religion and animals and war and peace and people and plants and everything else under the sun, you should probably pre-order this book my book, MAY WE SHED THESE HUMAN BODIES, a short story collection coming out from Curbside Splendor this fall.
Why pre-order? Why not just wait until October, when it comes out? Well, because Curbside is a small press, so it helps them to print more copies and get more books into the world when you pre-order. So why not? Then you can feel extra cool when everyone starts talking about the book in the fall and YOU’VE already got your hands on a copy. And you didn’t even have to leave your place to get it. Because laziness, folks. That’s really what it’s all about. So click here. Get good words and support a great Chicago press.
Two of my favorite writers have new interviews up on the interwebs today:
I just started reading Anne Carson less than a year ago. A friend told me about her and because I have some very odd gaps in my education and reading history I somehow had missed her completely.
Then. I read her. And more her. And all of her Greek dramatic translations. And her translations of Sappho. And now her translation of what is my favorite Greek tragedy, ANTIGONE. Her version: ANTIGONICK.
(And where have you been all my life Anne Carson? I could have used your words in the earlier times and places I traveled. But this is not about me.)
This is about how I would probably give up my left testicle, if I were a man, to meet this woman and talk for five minutes about life and philosophy and art. Hegel, or Beckett or Brecht (all of whom she brilliantly, wittily references in her ANTIGONICK.) Did I mention it was illustrated? Unbelievably, creepily, beautifully, perfectly illustrated by Bianca Stone on these opaque overlays? Did I mention I’d give a nut? Or I suppose, realistically, a liver? A kidney? Read more
Mike Meginnis, the guest editor at Necessary Fiction this month, was kind enough to publish a piece of mine there today. It’s a collage piece made up entirely of quotes from classic video games. Here’s a bit of it:
Welcome to your doom. It’s a secret to everybody. It’s a horrible night to have a curse.
What is a man? A miserable little pile of secrets.
Here is a map. Where do you wish to go? It’s dangerous to go on alone. Do not go south without a candle. Take this. If all else fails, use fire.
The full story is called “THE LONGEST CHEAT CODE: Man’s Permanent State of Existential Despair Explained Entirely Through Quotes from Video Games,” and you can read it here! See if you can recognize any/some/all of the quotes and their sources.