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Tag Archives: Fiction
‘Antidote’ Offers Dreamlike Path to Cure for Hard Times
As The Antidote reminds us, there’s no understanding a place, or its people, if there is no reconciliation with the most difficult parts of that person or place.
The Apocalypse Grows Strangely in ‘The Garden’
The Garden is as much about the testing, and mending, of a sisterly relationship as anything else. The apocalypse is merely a reason for their cloistering, and the reckoning they face with each other.
‘Beijing’ May Sprawl, but the Stakes are Personal
The stories within Beijing Sprawl aren’t cozy or happy, necessarily, but they feel like they capture a moment of life that will become nostalgic, and that growing nostalgia bleeds through the page.
Despite Unevenness, ‘Deer Woman’ a Compelling Read
The disjointed nature between the flowing river of words and characterizations afforded Starr and those she comes into contact with versus the gravel pit given to the villains makes Deer Woman feel at times as though it had been written by two authors taking turns, or composed of two different manuscripts shuffled together.
‘Death’ Asks Timely Questions with Robots
Death of the Author has a lot to say about art, its creation, and those who make it for us that is more relevant than ever.
‘Serpents’ a Solid Sequel in a Compelling World
Kate Pearsall’s debut, Bittersweet in the Hollow, was a solid and satisfying novel. With Lies on the Serpent’s Tongue, Pearsall delivers a strong second installment in what I hope will be at least a quartet of enchanting stories.
‘Headshot’ Fast-Moving but Hard-Hitting
Most of the boxers’ stakes in Headshot are drawn from the most ordinary of things, which gives the world inside the book more authenticity and the world outside it a reminder of its import.
‘Girl’ Ponders Trauma, Identity
The Girl Before Her feels less like a narrative than it does someone trying to work out where they’ve come from and how they ended up in their present place and as their present selves. The reader is a ghost over Papin’s shoulder as she turns herself, and her family, inside and out in search of answers.
‘Woods’ More Human Nature than Thriller
In The God of the Woods, Moore isn’t concerned with crafting a whodunnit so much as a careful sketch of a far more human story.
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