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Cari Luna, author of The Revolution of Everyday, won the Ken Kesey Award for fiction at last night’s Oregon Book Awards. Huge congrats go out to Cari and her editor Meg Storey. Here are Cari and Meg in conversation just before the book’s publication in 2013.
Why You Should Teach Two Books, Each of Which Could Get You Fired
She hung up to see her mother cannoning from the crowd, all four-foot-eleven-and-a-half of her, jaunty in her beret, her bling, her snow-blindingly new running shoes, hurrying toward them with a funny splay-foot walk that reminded Mary Rose of Maggie. Was that new?
It always seems to surprise readers that writers don’t have a huge amount of say in the covers of their books.
This morning I found a black-and-white photograph of my father at the back of the bureau drawer. He didn’t look like a liar.
“I can get you a squirrel next week,” my accountant, Julian, said.
“The Boatmaker is a wonderful novel—wonderful as in spectacularly good and wonderful as in full of wonders.”
—John Casey, National Book Award-winning author of Spartina
“Ferociously beautiful and courageous, Johnson’s intimate story sheds light on the perpetuation of violence against women.”
We were thrilled with yesterday’s announcement that Lacy M. Johnson’s The Other Side was selected as a finalist for the National Book Critics Circle Award. To celebrate the news, we thought it fitting to rerun an excerpt from her memoir that first appeared in our Memory issue. Check back tomorrow for an interview with Lacy. […]
And what do I do with this spicy, dangerous, jelly?
The man of Small Island is dreaming of a wolf.
She pointed out sticks for me to pick up. The sticks needed to be long, but not too long; thick, but not too thick; and straight, without leaves. It was August in England, and although we’d had a fine summer, it had been raining all day and the sticks were muddy. I picked them up without complaining. My daughter didn’t speak much, even though the idea that we should recreate the US cover of my novel had been her suggestion. Still, I was happy to be spending time with her, because she is seventeen and I don’t get to do that very often any more.
I grew up indiscriminately loving all the songs that came on the radio, but it was the fact of the radio itself, the little box on the floor by my bed, that brought the music to life and made it a kind of magic for me.
Charles D’Ambrosio’s Loitering: New & Collected Essays is out this week. To celebrate, we’re running a few of his nonfiction pieces that didn’t quite fit the book but that we adore nonetheless. This essay first appeared in the Portland broadside The Organ. I’m not an art critic, and I’m hopelessly corny—qualifications enough to say a few words […]
Charles D’Ambrosio’s Loitering: New & Collected Essays is out this week. To celebrate, we’re running a few of his nonfiction pieces that didn’t quite fit the book but that we adore nonetheless. This essay first appeared in The New Yorker in 2007. As a kid, I rarely went to the movies. My one memory of a summer movie […]
Charles D’Ambrosio’s Loitering: New & Collected Essays is out this week. To celebrate, we’re running a few of his nonfiction pieces that didn’t quite fit the book but that we adore nonetheless. This essay first appeared in The New York Times in 2006. I haven’t had much success with home, as a child or an adult. I’ve lived […]
On Today’s Nooner, newlywed Bianca Stone goes back to the altar as she reads from her collection Someone Else’s Wedding Vows (Tin House Books/Octopus). hhhh gggg gggg Bianca Stone grew up in Vermont, graduated from NYU’s Creative Writing Program, is the author of several poetry chapbooks, and a poetry comics series. She is the illustrator […]
The time was 2:15. A young man swaggered into the library. On his shaved head he wore a grey tweed hat.
The Wild family moved into the house behind ours.
Robots may search for love, but there’s nothing wilder than human nature in this genre-bending short story collection from debut writer Elliott . . . This book will take you to places you never dreamed of going and aren’t quite sure you want to stay, but you won’t regret the journey. —Kirkus
The Vagabond Motor Lodge sat across the street from the Fiji Island restaurant, wedged between Johnny’s Auto Parts and a gas station with a flying horse on its neon sign.
Preorder Charles D’Ambrosio’s Loitering and get a free copy of the Fall issue of Tin House.
“[Sister Golden Hair] absolutely dazzled me . . . a searingly accurate portrait of a time and a way of thinking—a moment in American history when gleeful abandon had decayed into regular old abandon, and when new cultural freedoms suddenly seemed more dangerous than intoxicating.”
—Elizabeth Gilbert, author of Eat, Pray, Love and The Signature of All Things
Plagued by doubt, I pick at my prose, searching for answers. If I keep scratching, the text will bleed. I stop writing. Though the novel is nearly done, a crucial element is missing and I am uncertain how to proceed.
“Baillie delivers a work of magical realism that captures the experience of postcolonial guilt…and gives voice to a silenced past.”
—Starred and boxed Publishers Weekly