tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56131757526193978552024-03-14T06:51:32.885-04:00Tarpaulin Sky News & NotesUpdates re: Tarpaulin Sky Press authors, editors, contributors & friendsUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger188125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613175752619397855.post-12150849829626642422012-07-26T13:50:00.002-04:002012-10-16T08:05:10.441-04:00HTML Giant review of Kim Gek Lin Short's China Cowboy<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3GGeuXrw21wnpUOediBbnK5Yohqfzal2ejXLe7EOk7jG0kYsGLZlD9fvM4HOf92RAKskIVFSoKPqvLXwmOyLhlJG9RQ2Bir6uX54UBk0fE0QIW95K8RFKao1KNYtTqyKYyFnEE5yihynG/s1600/china-fc-350h.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3GGeuXrw21wnpUOediBbnK5Yohqfzal2ejXLe7EOk7jG0kYsGLZlD9fvM4HOf92RAKskIVFSoKPqvLXwmOyLhlJG9RQ2Bir6uX54UBk0fE0QIW95K8RFKao1KNYtTqyKYyFnEE5yihynG/s1600/china-fc-350h.jpg" /></a></div>thanks to Sarah Heady [<a href="http://htmlgiant.com/reviews/china-cowboy/#more-93057" target="_blank">read the review here</a>], who not only had the guts to read the book in the first place but was also able to engage its more alarming contents--"the blunt physicality of child rape"--while navigating with seeming ease <i>China Cowboy</i>'s myriad formal experiments: "a network of dreams, self-delusions and mini-universes reveals itself through Nabokovian footnotes, appendices, crime reports, fake nonprofits (Cowboys Against Child Abuse), press releases for suspicious art galleries...."<br />
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As a result, Heady writes one of the best reviews of a Tarpaulin Sky Press title, like, ever.<br />
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Indeed we'd like to believe that Heady's pithy summation of Short's abilities is also an apt description generally of the <a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com/Press/catalog.html" target="_blank">work we publish</a>, work in which the author "has expanded and fused the poetic and narrative fields, creating a zone where elegance and grace can gambol with the just-plain-fucked-up."<br />
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Early in her <i>China Cowboy</i> review, even Heady's synopsis sears: <br />
<blockquote class="tr_bq">A ring of hellfire encompasses La La from the moment of her birth, when the devil himself (“a white dark man”) wraps a searing-hot hand around the breech fetus’ calf and delivers her into the harsh world of Kowloon, 1977. La La’s parents make their living “taking the tourists to an alley stabbing them stealing their stuff,” and the child is used as a prop to gain victims’ trust. Early on, to cover up the odd claw-shaped birthmark on La La’s leg, her mother dresses her in “cowboy boots tube socks,” and Patsy Clone is born: La La’s country star alter ego, her ticket to America, where children “have their own rooms.”<br />
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Unfortunately, one of her family’s victims is an American ex-con/soybean farmer/child abductor who sticks around Hong Kong following the assault, and one day La La never comes home from school. Maybe Ren, a.k.a. Bill, a.k.a. William O’Rennessey, is really the devil incarnate, or maybe he’s just one of the devil’s many agents on a confused, globalized earth circa 1989. He is certainly an updated (and actually American) Humbert Humbert whose version of the coveted nymphet is called a “la la” (with a lower-case L). <i>China Cowboy</i>’s heroine is just one of many la las in the world, an unlucky abductee who’s bribable by sugary cereal, plastic microphones and flouncy skirts. And Ren is a man who will do anything the voices tell him—assuming aliases, squirreling away la las in remote corners of the country, wrestling with his own delusions of grandeur and multiple personalities. In <i>China Cowboy</i>, “Hell is red carpeted stairs lined with plastic runners smell of wicked shit”—a particularly cheap and Americanized evil. Ren “goes all the way inside,” and La La never comes out—smuggled through the port of San Francisco, sequestered in a shoddy Missouri cabin, serially raped and, finally, poisoned.</blockquote>But, says Heady, "if this all sounds too hideous to be enjoyable," it's also important to note that<br />
<blockquote class="tr_bq">Short infuses the story with kitsch, humor and addictively playful language that balance out the heartbreak. The dark subject matter is made lighter by La La’s protective pantheon of American deities: “Loretta Lynn Patsy Cline Emmylou Harris beautiful cowgirls,” Clint Eastwood, Woody Guthrie. She complains: “In my sleep I am starring in <i>Coal Miner’s Daughter</i>. I am as convincing as Sissy Spacek except I am Chinese and just can’t help it. I can’t.”</blockquote>"<i>The Lovely Bones </i>this ain’t<i>,"</i> says Heady. Instead <i>China Cowboy</i> is<br />
<blockquote class="tr_bq">a satanically intricate narrative with seemingly infinite vantage points in space, time and sympathy. After all, Ren isn’t always evil and he’s 'not never the victim,' as Short admits in her acknowledgments.... [<i>China Cowboy</i>] is an account of trauma and the stories people tell themselves to survive, in the larger context of colonialism (1997 representing the British handover of Hong Kong) and cultural tensions between China and America....</blockquote><br />
Read the entirety of <a href="http://htmlgiant.com/reviews/china-cowboy/#more-93057" target="_blank">Sarah Heady's review at <i>HTML Giant</i></a>.<br />
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Read more about the book, read excerpts, and order via the official webpage for <a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com/kim-gek-lin-short/china-cowboy/">Kim Gek Lin Short's <i>China Cowboy</i></a>.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com">www.tarpaulinsky.com</a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613175752619397855.post-86951345832357090682012-07-19T08:55:00.000-04:002012-10-16T08:05:38.893-04:00Coldfront Interview with Jenny Boully<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj853Ucwo635rDoVqiL-8MQ_Y5fi8Yp-IktHsadT94TSGDTBvfzFYr3CjQAHJPjeDnbyS0HcVBrty064PGDJmkyi-mT8gN_NtCcdvKdYagilSzYx_71a_zqNXT8okkJXJozfvVbabASiH_i/s1600/jenny-plus-merely.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="283" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj853Ucwo635rDoVqiL-8MQ_Y5fi8Yp-IktHsadT94TSGDTBvfzFYr3CjQAHJPjeDnbyS0HcVBrty064PGDJmkyi-mT8gN_NtCcdvKdYagilSzYx_71a_zqNXT8okkJXJozfvVbabASiH_i/s400/jenny-plus-merely.png" width="400" /></a></div>Thanks to poet Erin Lyndal Martin.<br />
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<i>Make-believe does not last forever, the page says. There is something waiting to replace, to consume, to lay a cloak over the days of play and make-believe. The dreaming life will be eradicated. Wendy grows up and dies. A love story does not develop. Death and decay await. The playroom is revealed as a crypt, the love bed a coffin....</i><br />
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<a href="http://coldfrontmag.com/features/spotlight-jenny-boully">Read the full interview here</a>.<br />
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If you want to buy the book or read a big swath of excerpts while you decide, check out the official page for <a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com/jenny-boully/not-merely-because-unknown-stalking/">Jenny Boully's <i>not merely because of the unknown that was stalking toward them</i></a>.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com">www.tarpaulinsky.com</a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613175752619397855.post-88458613297699137612012-07-09T13:20:00.002-04:002012-07-09T13:20:57.118-04:00Tarpaulin Sky Summer Sale 2012!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPhKUIbfITK0QcrqpJwBe9RDCu73n9F3-mzpR319U5D93gkfMvT-toCwg5jO9raZeIpybeefFeLr-DmqT1Tohrg9EFy8yAIWUMx4RNnbIZBlmmRnzHHf3Ias3JxaSOQlhxkFZLsCD_SsBP/s1600/tsky-logo-200h.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPhKUIbfITK0QcrqpJwBe9RDCu73n9F3-mzpR319U5D93gkfMvT-toCwg5jO9raZeIpybeefFeLr-DmqT1Tohrg9EFy8yAIWUMx4RNnbIZBlmmRnzHHf3Ias3JxaSOQlhxkFZLsCD_SsBP/s1600/tsky-logo-200h.jpg" /></a></div>Any two or more TSky Press paperbacks are now only $10 with flat-fee $2 shipping per book. That's right. You heard it here, $12 each, and our books are at your door in a matter of days. You won't find a better deal on our titles anywhere else. Forget Amazon. You'd have to rent out family members to afford to buy all our titles through that online beast. Instead, buy from the source and support indie lit while saving heaps of cash. Just use the drop down menu, place your order, and as you proceed to check out, you'll see the option to "Add special instructions to the seller." That's where you can tell us which titles you would like. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cover design by Andrew Shuta.</td></tr>
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Kim's is a "difficult" book, by any definition.<br />
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We like that.<br />
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<a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com/kim-gek-lin-short/china-cowboy/"><i>China Cowboy</i></a> is not a platform, a soundbite, a two-party system, monsters v. innocents....<br />
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Thus we are delighted to read Travis Macdonald's review on the Fact-Simile Editions blog, aptly titled "<a href="http://fact-simile.blogspot.com/2012/06/confronting-kim-gek-lin-shorts-china.html" target="_blank">Confronting Kim Gek Lin Short's <i>China Cowboy</i></a>."<br />
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Writes Macdonald: <br />
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Just like the book’s protagonist, La La, who “...wears all her clothes. Her boots. All three skirts. All the shirts. The panties, many of them...” <i>China Cowboy</i> by Kim Gek Lin Short is an expertly woven story told in tangled layers. </div>
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It is the story of an abduction or escape, a brutal love affair or abusive imprisonment, rise to fame or road to perdition, art installation or songbook retrospective. It is each of these things in turn or neither depending on the narrator in charge at any given moment.</div>
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Told in turn from the perspectives of each of the book’s primary characters (La La and Ren), <i>China Cowboy</i> is a successfully executed experiment in prosody that simultaneously braids and frays narrative timelines and expectations, bringing the reader to the brink of every sensory extreme and back again. The result is a darkly surreal adventure in perception that leaves one’s nerves exposed and moral fortitude shaken....</div>
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Read <a href="http://fact-simile.blogspot.com/2012/06/confronting-kim-gek-lin-shorts-china.html" target="_blank">the full essay at Fact-Simile.</a></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cover art by <a href="http://www.noahsaterstrom.com/" target="_blank">Noah Saterstrom</a>.</td></tr>
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We don't know how we missed this, but we are glad to have discovered Helen McClory's excellent <a href="http://www.pankmagazine.com/pankblog/reviews/not-merely-because-of-the-unknown-that-was-stalking-toward-them-by-jenny-boully/" target="_blank">review of Jenny Boully's <i>not merely because of the unknown that was stalking toward them</i> at PANK Magazine</a>.<br />
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Writes McClory:<br />
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In this prose-poem hybrid, the texts of Peter Pan have been enmeshed, re-corded, and spun into a thickness of sensual detail and slippery cross-reference. Under Boully’s fingertips, Neverland has burst open like a sodden swollen root, spilling out cutlery, birds, bearskins, thimbles, peas, open windows, mermaid scales, pubic hair, damp pirate beards, and fairy dust, of course....</blockquote>
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Read the entire review <a href="http://www.pankmagazine.com/pankblog/reviews/not-merely-because-of-the-unknown-that-was-stalking-toward-them-by-jenny-boully/" target="_blank">here</a>.<br />
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Read more about, perhaps buy, <a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_947987312">Jenny Boully's </a><i><a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com/jenny-boully/not-merely-because-unknown-stalking/">not merely because of the unknown that was stalking toward them</a>.</i><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com">www.tarpaulinsky.com</a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613175752619397855.post-20866791888876994442012-06-12T08:40:00.001-04:002012-06-12T08:40:50.712-04:00Claire Hero's chapbook, Dollyland, reviewed by Megan Burns at Solid Quarter<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoZ4Qit_kaM1_6KvEkZdA8Rw7jj4sNG1QX0mr9HAoYH8Stn_5YiMz-pR1FLvExj8aA9sw71IagqmOpID4jCjXNJjtpRq0qpU2gSl9HLSSO4OFPGWCPaX5haHijTwg_9SfG5GyDxrKmnCg_/s1600/dollyland-fc-350.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoZ4Qit_kaM1_6KvEkZdA8Rw7jj4sNG1QX0mr9HAoYH8Stn_5YiMz-pR1FLvExj8aA9sw71IagqmOpID4jCjXNJjtpRq0qpU2gSl9HLSSO4OFPGWCPaX5haHijTwg_9SfG5GyDxrKmnCg_/s1600/dollyland-fc-350.jpg" /></a><a href="http://solidquarter.blogspot.com/2012/06/claire-hero-shears-and-shears-dollyland.html" target="_blank">Megan Burns's review</a> of Claire Hero's <a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com/Press/claire-hero.html"><i>Dollyland</i></a> is filled with so many killer phrases and perceptions, the review would be worth reading even if <i>Dollyland</i> was just an idea rather than a physical book. <br />
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Here are just a few of our favorite sentences in Burns's review:<br />
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<div style="color: #444444;">Claire Hero's newest collection <i>Dollyland</i> features 15 [prose] poems about that once dearly- beloved clone of clones, Dolly the Sheep, and if Dolly the Sheep opened a theme park, Hero could outfit the House of Horrors with verses such as these....</div><div style="color: #444444;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #444444;">[Hero's] language rests hoofed and cloven as she takes us in hand to wander in the bones and muscles of that domesticated wilderness of the animal song....</div><div style="color: #444444;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #444444;">...inhabiting the dark underbelly of a thing found first not in nature but in the lab.....</div><div style="color: #444444;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #444444;">Science, religion, politics and belief came to the forefront in the unlikely form of a sheep, a wooly being through which we worked out our dark need to control and contain the shape of life and death.... </div><div style="color: #444444;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #444444;">Hero lets the wound stay open, she allows the reader to fall into the abyss, a bit terrible and also bitten down into the mouthfuls that she shoves in repeatedly. In this place, we are the beast, we are the faulty construction, we are the ones supplying the wool against the cold night and we are the ones choking on how much we swallow....</div></blockquote><b><br />
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<b>Click here to <a href="http://solidquarter.blogspot.com/2012/06/claire-hero-shears-and-shears-dollyland.html" target="_blank">read the full review</a>.</b><br />
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<b>Click here to read more about, or purchase, <a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com/Press/claire-hero.html">Claire Hero's chapbook, <i>Dollyland</i></a>.</b><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com">www.tarpaulinsky.com</a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613175752619397855.post-35924393653979743932012-06-07T07:32:00.000-04:002012-06-07T07:32:42.185-04:00Devil's Lake reviews Jenny Boully's not merely because of the unknown....<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMK14xI2KMX06q6gsC3ROsNPrBkkObiatXKqMIEhZAKY16yFRxWvM-T5x6aHxSt_AmUYYmHNKwNj51IxgN1_te52SQaDdauBk96UM0B-PSU5n0r_DuJIVIVNKtIawbvU_JckpL-A5b8Yxe/s1600/boully-spector-fc-350h.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="border: none; clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0px" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMK14xI2KMX06q6gsC3ROsNPrBkkObiatXKqMIEhZAKY16yFRxWvM-T5x6aHxSt_AmUYYmHNKwNj51IxgN1_te52SQaDdauBk96UM0B-PSU5n0r_DuJIVIVNKtIawbvU_JckpL-A5b8Yxe/s1600/boully-spector-fc-350h.jpg" /></a></div>Not sure how we missed this, when it first went live in April, but Rebecca Hazelton published a <a href="http://english.wisc.edu/devilslake/reviews/boully_notmerely.html" target="_blank">great review</a> of Jenny Boully's <a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com/Press/jenny-boully-2.html"><i>not merely because of the unknown that was stalking toward them</i></a>.<br />
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Here's a snippet:<br />
<blockquote class="tr_bq"><i>Peter and Wendy</i> is [J.M.] Barrie’s novelization of a stage play, originally intended for adults but significantly altered for a child audience. The later Disney adaptation, <i>Peter Pan</i>, bears only a passing resemblance to the original story. Boully’s book retells the tale through the lens of memory, bringing the subtext of sexual and adulthood anxieties into the foreground. Tiger Lily, who competes for Peter’s attentions in the source text, is here even more overtly sexual, “her thong all encrusted with the little shells from the seashore…she doesn’t shave her pubes, and they’re all sticking out and out.” Wendy, who, as in the book, plays house with Peter in a kind of mock-marriage, wants a “marriage made more real” and is regularly associated with images of growing, pregnancy, and menstruation.<br />
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Also brought to the fore are the intentional and unintentional cruelties of Peter, about whom we are told: “this much is ever so real; this much isn't make-believe. <i>Peter Pan can do a great deal in ten minutes</i>. He can do a great deal <i>to you</i>. For example, he can put a little something inside of you, and you will carry that for the rest of your life..."</blockquote><br />
Read the rest of the <a href="http://english.wisc.edu/devilslake/reviews/boully_notmerely.html" target="_blank">Hazelton's review at <i>Devil's Lake</i></a>, published by the good folks at the University of Wisconsin-Madison.<br />
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And follow this link to read more about--perhaps even to purchase!--<a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com/Press/jenny-boully-2.html">Jenny Boully's <i>not merely because of the unknown that was stalking toward them</i></a>.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com">www.tarpaulinsky.com</a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613175752619397855.post-30024272877982432572012-06-05T07:58:00.000-04:002012-06-05T08:02:34.213-04:00Peek inside the book: Free, online excerpts from Kim Gek Lin Short's China Cowboy<div><object style="width:550px;height:367px" ><param name="movie" value="http://static.issuu.com/webembed/viewers/style1/v2/IssuuReader.swf?mode=mini&printButtonEnabled=false&backgroundColor=%23222222&documentId=120604164523-bd0deaf761014abab18168850c49cfb5" /><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"/><param name="menu" value="false"/><param name="wmode" value="transparent"/><embed src="http://static.issuu.com/webembed/viewers/style1/v2/IssuuReader.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" menu="false" wmode="transparent" style="width:550px;height:367px" flashvars="mode=mini&printButtonEnabled=false&backgroundColor=%23222222&documentId=120604164523-bd0deaf761014abab18168850c49cfb5" /></object></div><br />
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In the technicolor timewarp call Hell, Hong Kong, wannabe cowgirl La La is hellbent on realizing her dream to be a folk-singing sensation, even if it means surviving a dysfunctional relationship with her kidnapper, Ren, who is just hellbent. Ren thinks he’ll win, but La La, dead or alive, always wins.<br />
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<h1><b>Read more, including excerpts, at the TSky Press official webpage for <a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com/kim-gek-lin-short/china-cowboy/">Kim Gek Lin Short's <i>China Cowboy</i></a>. </b></h1><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com">www.tarpaulinsky.com</a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613175752619397855.post-33634419261457048212012-05-30T10:47:00.000-04:002012-05-30T10:47:09.095-04:00Claire Hero's chapbook, Dollyland, now available from Tarpaulin Sky Press<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuMVzqCmI3JHnaP6yjJHf6GSl0oFNs5XpCXmqWLQJ43HLolHKXFGP-siGvPZaCJ-coTg-rFVuUdXqtFhXkE508KtBjMK9CXyPS9I0vsedZwqOl096lp_rgvCbekqBfawq2c7CSbBepSV7n/s1600/dollyland-fc-350.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuMVzqCmI3JHnaP6yjJHf6GSl0oFNs5XpCXmqWLQJ43HLolHKXFGP-siGvPZaCJ-coTg-rFVuUdXqtFhXkE508KtBjMK9CXyPS9I0vsedZwqOl096lp_rgvCbekqBfawq2c7CSbBepSV7n/s1600/dollyland-fc-350.jpg" /></a></div>Prose Poetry<br />
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<h2>from <i>Dollyland </i>:</h2><br />
<b>making Dolly</b><br />
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Never was it a question of not. A beached beastscape, a great Cell agape – we entered it. We breached the teethy tunnel & what dumb light leads us we never. In & in & we dare not note what muck marks our hands, what holds us by the tongue. What turns us inward we know not, only that as we went the hold more holds & more until to draw limb from It grew harder still, until we melded our each to other, our me to we, & moved as muscles do, pulse by pulse. Into the vasty deep & deeper still we moved toward what the light might give. Not for eyes, this light, but as for mouth or blood, a feed, & we grew fat on it. We swelled on our stem, pearly & new – & if we rent the flesh that kept us? We birthed a newborn light, a blooded thing: the Hand within our hand, the Eye within our eye.<br />
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<h1>Read more at the TSky Press web page for <a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com/Press/claire-hero.html">Claire Hero's <i>Dollyland</i></a></h1><br />
<div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com">www.tarpaulinsky.com</a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613175752619397855.post-1976443804265948192012-03-15T07:40:00.000-04:002012-10-16T08:08:15.655-04:00Jenny Boully's not merely because reviewed at The Iowa Review<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com/Press/Boully-not-merely/images/boully-spector-fc-350h.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="350" src="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com/Press/Boully-not-merely/images/boully-spector-fc-350h.jpg" width="265" /></a></div><br />
<a href="http://iowareview.uiowa.edu/?q=reviews%2Fmar-05-2012%2Fjenny_boullys_not_merely_because" target="_blank">TaraShea Nesbit at <i>The Iowa Review</i></a>, on Jenny Boully's <a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com/jenny-boully/not-merely-because-unknown-stalking/"><i>not merely because of the unknown that was stalking toward them</i></a>:<br />
<blockquote class="tr_bq"><i>A delightful extension of what readers already know about Peter and Wendy, but it's also much more than an extension. The work pushes form, language, narrative, theme, and point of view....</i></blockquote>in a review complete with a shout-out to long-time Tarpaulin Sky artist and cover artist <a href="http://www.noahsaterstrom.com/" target="_blank">Noah Saterstrom</a>: <br />
<blockquote class="tr_bq"><i> The cover of the book is also a curious contribution to the book’s meaning: a multi-layered sketch of two children looking towards something that has been torn from sight...</i></blockquote>Read the whole beauteous review at <a href="http://iowareview.uiowa.edu/?q=reviews%2Fmar-05-2012%2Fjenny_boullys_not_merely_because" target="_blank"><i>Iowa Review</i></a>.<br />
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Read <a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com/jenny-boully/not-merely-because-unknown-stalking/" target="_blank">more about Jenny's book, and buy it, here.</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com">www.tarpaulinsky.com</a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613175752619397855.post-52883774632142048472012-03-06T07:23:00.000-05:002012-03-24T07:24:44.841-04:00Winner: Johannes Göransson's entrance to a colonial pageant... (Well, sort of.)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6KVRuSx2Rf3fCU6lnliiBO7HtD3yU71Q0LgLudk1jY-b0LN0uQK1-QuwZ1Z1xTMIuH4H_e2BCKKNcat6_P2x72o2sSnwlrbLOj1_7W8r4fD-Tq_Qea3-MsQHnPqfbW4oFfI4gT4sOCtRj/s1600/goransson-entrance-fc-350h.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6KVRuSx2Rf3fCU6lnliiBO7HtD3yU71Q0LgLudk1jY-b0LN0uQK1-QuwZ1Z1xTMIuH4H_e2BCKKNcat6_P2x72o2sSnwlrbLOj1_7W8r4fD-Tq_Qea3-MsQHnPqfbW4oFfI4gT4sOCtRj/s320/goransson-entrance-fc-350h.jpg" width="252" /></a></div>TSky Press author Johannes Göransson wins <a href="http://www.californiapoetics.org/humor/2718/its-the-blurby-awards" target="_blank">top award at California Journal of Poetics</a>!<br />
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And another award on top of that one!<br />
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Although it's not really Johannes winning the award so much, or even his book, <a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com/Press/johannes-goransson.html"><i>entrance to a colonial pageant in which we all begin to intricate</i></a>. But, rather, winning the awards are the blurbs by Blake Butler and Aaron Kunin:<br />
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<blockquote class="tr_bq"><span style="color: #0670b9;">BLURB OF THE YEAR</span><br />
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“It would take a miracle to perform this pageant. For a start, you would have to reanimate Charlotte Brontë, Adolf Loos, and Ronald Reagan, and you would need an ungodly amount of wax. Most of the action is obscene, and therefore takes place offstage. The actors enter and report on scenes of spectacular violence that go on all the time every day. The audience is part of the spectacle too. We are all transformed into images somewhere in this script. At one point, all of Hollywood appears onstage in the form of dead horses, perhaps because Hollywood film continues to rely on narrative conventions that it exhausted long ago. The entire world also appears, played by a boy who, in a series of rapid costume changes, puts on increasingly pretty dresses.” — <a class="ext-link" href="http://www.bostonreview.net/BR28.1/sampler.html" rel="external nofollow">Aaron Kunin</a> on <i><a class="ext-link" href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com/Press/johannes-goransson.html" rel="external nofollow">Entrance to a colonial pageant in which we all begin to intricate</a></i> by <a class="ext-link" href="http://htmlgiant.com/random/what-is-experimental-literature-five-questions-johannes-goransson/" rel="external nofollow">Johannes Göransson</a> (Tarpaulin Sky)<br />
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<span style="color: #0670b9;">MOST POP CULTURE REFERENCES</span><br />
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“I don’t know where else you could contract the plague in these words but by ten TVs at once. On the TVs play: Salo, the weather channel, 2x Fassbinder (any), Family Double Dare, ads for ground beef, blurry surgical recordings, porno, porno, Anger (all). . . . Burroughs and Genet and ‘Pac are dead. Long live Göransson.” — <a class="ext-link" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blake_Butler_%28author%29" rel="external nofollow">Blake Butler</a> on <i><a class="ext-link" href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com/Press/johannes-goransson.html" rel="external nofollow">Entrance to a colonial pageant in which we all begin to intricate</a></i> by <a class="ext-link" href="http://english.nd.edu/faculty/profiles/goransson/" rel="external nofollow">Johannes Göransson</a> (Tarpaulin Sky) </blockquote><br />
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<blockquote class="tr_bq"><span style="color: #0670b9;">BEST STRING OF IDIOMS</span><br />
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“Spick and span, cut and dry, shake and bake, and now Elaine Equi introduces <i>Click and Clone</i>. These poetically altered texts punch holes into the multiverses of pop and splendor, short and longing, prose and dreams. Equi says that art can no longer imitate life, it just needs to keep up. As they might say at the racetrack, she leads by a verse.” — <a class="ext-link" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charles_Bernstein" rel="external nofollow">Charles Bernstein</a> on <i><a class="ext-link" href="http://www.coffeehousepress.org/2011/02/click-and-clone/" rel="external nofollow">Click and Clone</a> </i>by <a class="ext-link" href="http://www.poetryfoundation.org/bio/elaine-equi#poet" rel="external nofollow">Elaine Equi</a> (Coffee House Press) <br />
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<span style="color: #0670b9;">GREATEST RANGE OF EMOTION</span><br />
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“Filip Marinovich’s second book spans the Otts, the outs, and many outposts. Travel with Filip and meet the phantoms of airplane chewing gum and beat on a drum with a Molotov cocktail. ‘What’s happening? What is happening to me?’ The poems of Filip Marinovich, that’s what! This book makes me cry, then laugh, it’s awful, it’s fantastic! Joy is in the movement he says and there is an inexplicable physicality between each word! Have you been here? Ever visit such a place? In one sitting you will read it and want every book to possess such tangential magic! I’m stupid with love for the genius of Filip Marinovich!” — <a class="ext-link" href="http://caconrad.blogspot.com/" rel="external nofollow">CA Conrad</a> on <i><a class="ext-link" href="http://www.uglyducklingpresse.org/catalog/browse/item/?pubID=167" rel="external nofollow">And If You Don’t Go Crazy I’ll Meet You Here Tomorrow</a></i> by <a class="ext-link" href="http://filipmarinovich.com/" rel="external nofollow">Filip Marinovich</a> (Ugly Duckling Presse)<br />
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<span style="color: #0670b9;">BEST REFERENCE TO KAFKA <i>AND</i> LOU REED</span> <br />
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“Kafka’s bureaucratic ephemera and Smithson’s grand earthworks morph in Susan Briante’s hands into these dance-like poems, complex and elegant architectures of gesture, a New Babylon of corridors between Texan birches and the strains of Lou Reed’s guitar. Briante is a detritus artist, a gleaner working in the banal of the contemporary world, molding the pieces she finds into vivid mosaics. In <i>Utopia Minus</i> Briante claims her lineage, mapped through dried out gutters in which real human bodies, somewhat uncomfortable but very much alive, float upon a raft made of reassembled bits of downcycled American cities, east mating with west, big colliding with small.” — <a class="ext-link" href="http://www.pratt.edu/academics/liberal_arts_and_sciences/english_humanities_languages/faculty_and_staff/bio/?id=rlevitsk" rel="external nofollow">Rachel Levitsky</a> on <i><a class="ext-link" href="http://ahsahtapress.boisestate.edu/books/briante2/briante2.htm" rel="external nofollow">Utopia Minus</a></i> by <a class="ext-link" href="http://www.utdallas.edu/ah/people/faculty_detail.php?faculty_id=91" rel="external nofollow">Susan Briante</a> (Ahsahta Press) </blockquote><br />
And more! Seriously hilarious. Check out the <a href="http://www.californiapoetics.org/humor/2718/its-the-blurby-awards" target="_blank">Blurby Awards</a>!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com">www.tarpaulinsky.com</a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613175752619397855.post-45910148117233167922012-03-05T11:00:00.001-05:002012-03-24T07:25:26.360-04:00REVOLUTIONESQUE<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVNsSHSLRzBhhOu9TPdjD8mb1Eh9hUiLUUfxNI1tDgOsYjKOqMCbpLmDOvxVy-nKVHic71pGMeLJw30pDqn89Zf9hDIm09frt7kiJbcGSQOEakvn0gq40ix4F6fQzELBDYjOvAFzzsZ4M5/s1600/revolutionesque.jpg" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVNsSHSLRzBhhOu9TPdjD8mb1Eh9hUiLUUfxNI1tDgOsYjKOqMCbpLmDOvxVy-nKVHic71pGMeLJw30pDqn89Zf9hDIm09frt7kiJbcGSQOEakvn0gq40ix4F6fQzELBDYjOvAFzzsZ4M5/s640/revolutionesque.jpg" width="600" /></a></div><br />
Editors Amy King and Ana Božičević announce the third installment of <a href="http://esquemag.org/" target="_blank"><i>Esque</i></a> :<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><b><a href="http://esquemag.org/" target="_blank">REVOLUTIONESQUE</a></b></div><br />
"We asked you to tell us about the revolution," write Bozicevic and King. "We didn’t define what we mean by that. Whether it lives in your home, in the financial district, or the district of your heart, you defined your revolution and told us what it is. Here are y/our findings...."<br />
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108 poets talk about the revolution: Alex Dimitrov, Alex Rieser, Amanda Deutch, Amber West, Amish Trivedi, Amy Lawless, Anja Mutic, Anne Fisher-Wirth, Annie Finch, Becca Klaver, Betsy Wheeler, Bonnie MacAllister, Brad Liening, Brenda Iijima, Brian Howe, Cara Benson, Ching-In Chen, Chris Martin, Chris Pusateri, Christina Davis, Claudia Serea, Cynthia Arrieu-King, Dale Smith, Dan Hoy, Dana Teen Lomax, Danniel Schoonebeek, David Baratier, David Brazil, David Buuck, Diane di Prima, Donna Fleischer, Dot Devota, Dustin Luke Nelson, E.C. Messer, Elise Ficarra, Elizabeth Treadwell, Emily Kendal Frey, Erin Lyndal Martin, Evie Shockley, Filip Marinovich, Franklin Bruno, Gloria Frym, Hank Lazer, Harold Abramowitz, Hugh Behm-Steinberg, J/J Hastain, Jan Clausen, Jan Heller Levi, Jared White, Jeffrey Grunthaner, Jennifer Karmin, Jennifer Mackenzie, Jessica Reed, Jocelyn Lieu, John Ashbery, John Colburn, Jon Cotner, Joshua Ware, Kate Schapira, Kathleen Ossip, Kimberly Alidio, Kristin Prevallet, Krystal Languell, Larry Sawyer, Lars Palm, Laura Carter, Laura Hinton, Lauren DeGaine, Laynie Browne, Liesel Tarquini, Lily Brown, Lisa Samuels, M. G. Stephens, Magus Magnus, Maryam Alikhani, Matt Clifford, Maya Pindyck, Meena Alexander, Megan Volpert, Michelle Detorie, Mike Palmer, Nicholas DeBoer, Nikki Wallschlaeger, Noelle Kocot, Ossian Foley, Paige Taggart, Patricia Spears Jones, Paul Cunningham, Paula Cisewski, Peter Ciccariello, Phillip Griffith, Piotr Gwiazda, Rachel Eliza Griffiths, Rachel Levitsky, Ray Gonzalez, Richard Loranger, Ricky Ray, Rita Stein, Rob MacDonald, Sara Jane Stoner, Sharon Mesmer, Sophie Podolski trans. Paul Legault, Stephanie Gray, Thom Donovan, Todd Colby, Tony Mancus, Vincent Katz, Zvonko Karanovic trans. Ana Bozicevic.<br />
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With a special Naropa section featuring Allan Andre, Angela Stubbs, Ariella Ruth, Jessica Hagemann, Lauren Artiles, Lindsay Miller, Matthew Wedlock, Meryl DePasqual.<br />
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<b>[<i>See also</i>: Ana Božičević's revolutionary Tarpaulin Sky Press title, <a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com/Press/ana-bozicevic.html" target="_blank"><i>Stars of the Night Commute</i></a>.]</b><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com">www.tarpaulinsky.com</a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613175752619397855.post-84526961444717383792012-02-23T14:41:00.005-05:002012-02-23T14:41:00.896-05:00Jacket 2 reviews Jenny Boully's not merely...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj853Ucwo635rDoVqiL-8MQ_Y5fi8Yp-IktHsadT94TSGDTBvfzFYr3CjQAHJPjeDnbyS0HcVBrty064PGDJmkyi-mT8gN_NtCcdvKdYagilSzYx_71a_zqNXT8okkJXJozfvVbabASiH_i/s1600/jenny-plus-merely.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="283" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj853Ucwo635rDoVqiL-8MQ_Y5fi8Yp-IktHsadT94TSGDTBvfzFYr3CjQAHJPjeDnbyS0HcVBrty064PGDJmkyi-mT8gN_NtCcdvKdYagilSzYx_71a_zqNXT8okkJXJozfvVbabASiH_i/s400/jenny-plus-merely.png" width="400" /></a></div><a href="https://jacket2.org/reviews/woo" target="_blank">Amy Wright reviews</a> Jenny Boully's <a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com/Press/jenny-boully-2.html" target="_blank"><i>not merely because of the unknown that was stalking towards them</i> </a>(Tarpaulin Sky Press, 2011) at Jacket 2, for which we are grateful. Not only does Wright locate not merely within Barrie, but manages to bring Byron into the mix, which is always a good idea.<br />
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Says Wright: "<i>not merely </i>contributes so rich a reading to Barrie’s text it should be assigned as a prep course for adolescents loosing the anemones inside their chests and a refresher course for fortysomethings who have forgotten the point."<br />
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Indeed. <a href="https://jacket2.org/reviews/woo" target="_blank">Read the full, awesome review here.</a><br />
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Read <a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com/Press/jenny-boully-2.html" target="_blank">more about Jenny's book, and buy it, here.</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com">www.tarpaulinsky.com</a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613175752619397855.post-86581184445299929122012-02-23T12:40:00.001-05:002012-02-23T12:40:49.452-05:00Sarah Goldstein's Fables reviewed at Specter Magazine<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a border="0px none" href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com/Press/Goldstein/images/goldstein-fables-fc-350h.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0px" src="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com/Press/Goldstein/images/goldstein-fables-fc-350h.jpg" /></a></div><br />
<a href="http://www.spectermagazine.com/six/goldstein" target="_blank">Brian Oliu reviews</a> Sarah Goldstein's <a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com/Press/sarah-goldstein.html" target="_blank"><i> Fables</i></a> (Tarpaulin Sky Press, 2011) at <a href="http://www.spectermagazine.com/" target="_blank"><i>Specter Magazine</i></a>, and we are grateful.<br />
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Oliu calls <i>Fables</i> a "gorgeous intertwining of allegorical stories presented in tiny fragments, dare I say breadcrumbs!, that display a horrifying yet beautiful world where mayors keep bones in boxes and ghosts enter through the beaks of birds," but Oliu also notes "The language is reassuring, declarative: that we trust in whomever is telling us these fables, that the world that exists is a world that exists—that what happens here happens, that it will not disappear when someone wakes."<br />
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Good stuff. <a href="http://www.spectermagazine.com/six/goldstein" target="_blank">Read the full review here</a>.<br />
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Get <a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com/Press/sarah-goldstein.html" target="_blank">more info and read a sample of the book.</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com">www.tarpaulinsky.com</a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613175752619397855.post-73741823879983089302011-12-21T09:30:00.011-05:002011-12-21T09:30:00.832-05:00Huffington Post and Lantern Review examine, praise Jenny Boully's not merely because of the unknown that was stalking toward them<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com/Press/Boully-not-merely/images/boully-spector-fc-350h.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com/Press/Boully-not-merely/images/boully-spector-fc-350h.jpg" /></a></div><a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/seth-abramson/december-2011-contemporar_b_1156809.html" target="_blank">At <i>The Huffington Post</i>, poet and attorney Seth Abramson</a> provides a succinct, spot-on review of <a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com/Press/jenny-boully-2.html" target="_blank">Jenny Boully's <i>not merely because of the unknown that was stalking toward them</i></a> (along with brief reviews of some other favorite books of ours, including Julianna Spahr's <i>This Connection of Everyone With Lungs</i> and Ariana Reines's <i>Mercury</i>).<br />
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Writes Abramson:<br />
<blockquote class="tr_bq"><i>Peter Pan</i> was a postmodern tour de force written at the height of Modernism -- and if the very best collections of literary art at least gesture toward their immediate influences, this is undoubtedly the contemporary re-treatment that <i>Peter Pan</i> deserves. Boully has captured the darkness of Barrie's text, and in elevating its inter- and sub-textualities to the level of discourse she illuminates and reinvigorates her source material without sacrificing any of its creepiness, wonder, or violence. Simultaneously metaphysical and visceral, these addresses from Wendy to Peter in lyric prose are scary, sexual, and intellectually disarming.</blockquote>Read all of Abramson's <a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/seth-abramson/december-2011-contemporar_b_1156809.html" target="_blank">December 2011 Contemporary Poetry Reviews </a><br />
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At <a href="http://lanternreview.com/blog/2011/12/20/review-jenny-boullys-not-merely-because-of-the-unknown-stalking-toward-them/" target="_blank"><i>The Lantern Review</i>, Jai Arun Ravine</a> provides a unique, probing, and ultimately fab review, locating <i>not merely</i> within the contexts of Boully's <i>The Body</i> and J.M. Barrie's "source text," <i>Peter and Wendy</i>, and drawing parallels with Souvankham Thammavongsa’s <i>Small Arguments</i> (Pedlar Press, 2003) and Padcha Tuntha-obas’ <i>Trespasses</i> (O Books, 2006).<br />
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Here are a couple excerpts:<br />
<blockquote class="tr_bq">“Sewing,” “pockets” and “stories” being things that don’t quite exist in the Neverland, Jenny Boully’s <i>not merely because of the unknown that was stalking toward them</i> sews pockets in and around the mythos of J.M. Barrie’s <i>Peter and Wendy</i>. Cutting snippets of Barrie’s source text, including Barrie’s <i>Peter Pan in Kensington Gardens</i> and events in Andrew Birkin’s <i>J.M. Barrie & the Lost Boys</i>, Boully centralizes Wendy’s experience and sews up bits of her story, stitching the make-believe into the made-quite-real. In her pockets, open ends and open endings fit and hover....<br />
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Having also read Barrie’s text, I find that the original story is already quite dark and awkwardly twisted. The Neverland is a world of recurring trauma and chronic amnesia, wrapped up in a child’s ignorance, which continues to circle itself. Sexuality is no stranger to Barrie’s story either, but Boully does unravel the hems a bit further, taking a peek at Tiger Lily’s pubes, Hook’s pubic-y beard, Wendy’s panties, poo, peepee and pooper holes.<br />
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The realness of make-believe washing, make-believe medicine, make-believe food and make-believe sex—stink, sickness, malnutrition and still-birth—peep through Boully’s stitches. </blockquote>Read the full <a href="http://lanternreview.com/blog/2011/12/20/review-jenny-boullys-not-merely-because-of-the-unknown-stalking-toward-them/" target="_blank">review</a>.<br />
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<b>Buy <a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com/Press/jenny-boully-2.html" target="_blank">Jenny Boully's <i>not merely because of the unknown that was stalking toward them</i></a> directly from Tarpaulin Sky Press and save about $6 off the Amazon price.</b><i><br />
</i><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com">www.tarpaulinsky.com</a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613175752619397855.post-79986844696267518252011-12-21T07:31:00.001-05:002011-12-21T08:23:29.297-05:00New review of Sarah Goldstein's Fables, at The Iowa Review<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com/Press/Goldstein/images/goldstein-fables-fc-350h.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com/Press/Goldstein/images/goldstein-fables-fc-350h.jpg" /></a></div>Poet <a href="http://iowareview.uiowa.edu/?q=reviews/nov-28-2011/sarah_goldsteins_fables" target="_blank">Nick Ripatrazone at <i>The Iowa Review</i></a> provides a brilliant engagement with <a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com/Press/sarah-goldstein.html" target="_blank">Sarah Goldstein's <i>Fables</i></a> (Tarpaulin Sky Press, 2011), and in the process evokes Ingmar Bergman, the Brothers Grimm, James Joyce, and W.B. Yeats, which works for us quite nicely. Especially Bergman. <br />
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"Regardless of the genesis of these prose poems and vignettes," however, writes Ripatrazone, "Goldstein’s vision and approach is wholly new. Her work in this collection is more than translation and transcription: <i>Fables</i> contains poems that whisper tradition but fully stand on their own."<br />
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Ripatrazone also discusses Goldstein's "contributions to the organic conversation of narrative form," noting that <i>Fables</i><br />
<blockquote><i>might be considered a book of prose poems, but strict definitions only muddle the power of the stories. The works certainly build toward a final line, and yet the profluence of the narrative builds in epigrammatic snippets, crafted with laudable precision. Goldstein opts for the sideways glance, the unfocused focus. What is not told to the reader is enticing: when “dogs of the town lie in a heap and cough, shuddering with every breath,” an entire architecture of apocalypse remains in the silent background. The power of fable, and </i>Fables<i>, has always been folks' ability to give blurry shapes to concrete fears, to convince the listener that the corners of the supernatural can be flushed with light just as easily as they have been shadowed dark.</i></blockquote><a href="http://iowareview.uiowa.edu/?q=reviews/nov-28-2011/sarah_goldsteins_fables" target="_blank">Read the full review here</a>.<br />
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<b>Buy <a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com/Press/sarah-goldstein.html" target="_blank">Sarah Goldstein's <i>Fables</i></a> directly from Tarpaulin Sky Press and save about $6 off the Amazon price.</b> <i><br />
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<blockquote class="tr_bq"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2u_zo_nO_05CuMU3g_LuyZ6cSP_RREB-Xfck8XDm4OHEwmoK2lGg3gSfg6tXL4U6Ou-q-3jEz19aKURgHHsh8zE_LCrf4pg4dLobnQDS2V9Jwa356UlQK1uFTjGK2AAi2MWRb3X6EEysi/s1600/boully-spector-fc-175w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2u_zo_nO_05CuMU3g_LuyZ6cSP_RREB-Xfck8XDm4OHEwmoK2lGg3gSfg6tXL4U6Ou-q-3jEz19aKURgHHsh8zE_LCrf4pg4dLobnQDS2V9Jwa356UlQK1uFTjGK2AAi2MWRb3X6EEysi/s1600/boully-spector-fc-175w.jpg" /></a></div>unlike in <i>Book of Beginnings and Endings </i>and "The Body," the idea of text in <i>Not Merely Because of the Unknown that was Stalking Toward</i> <i>Them</i> is not being erased. Instead, conventions are being uprooted, turned upside down. Boully establishes complex characters inconsistent in their observations, unfaithful in their desires, untraceable in their animation, unknowable in their thoughts. All of this "unning" undoes the traditional gesture in fiction where the primary character's desire is clearly understood. Boully goes underground to root out the darker desires.<br />
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The book is divided by a horizontal line that moves around but usually appears in the middle of the page. One might read what's underneath the like as one does David Foster Wallace's footnotes, all at once. Or, one might read them as they do in Boully's essay, "The Body," and read nothing but the footnotes. But when I started to read them as individual poems, my reading of the book became clear and the premises apparent. . . .<br />
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Peter's love of power, his deviousness, his lasciviousness, appear in the original text but it's not until Boully digs them out from the underground, from the subtext of Barrie's work that those characteristics seem so cruel. What does it mean, to say to a woman, never grow up? Is there any curse worse for a woman to grow old? Old is alone. </blockquote><blockquote><blockquote>When you imagine Wendy, you must imagine her at her most lonely. She's twelve, then fourteen, then sixteen, then married. She'll leave the window open; she'll wear the same nightgown; she'll keep whispering stories, stories out the crack of the window, through keyholes, through fissures in the ground. Whenever she hears a twig snap or the fluttering wings of moths, she'll think that Peter's back, but he's never back, at least not for her (6).</blockquote></blockquote><blockquote class="tr_bq">[<a href="http://thediagram.com/11_5/rev_boully.html" target="_blank">READ THE FULL REVIEW AT <i>DIAGRAM</i></a>] </blockquote>Via <a href="http://www.examiner.com/poetry-in-tucson/jenny-boully-s-latest-poetry-collection-review" target="_blank"><i>Examiner</i></a>, Lisa M. Cole also dives deeply, and smartly, into Berrie's and Boully's divergent approaches to the "same" characters. Writes Cole:<br />
<blockquote class="tr_bq">The novel <i>Peter Pan</i> has many troubling aspects when viewed through today’s modern lens. It is often sexist, and too preoccupied with etiquette. Also, rather than being charming, Peter often comes off as too cocky, and Wendy too eager to fit into her predetermined gender role. However, there were a few interesting things about the story, despite these objections. Take, for example, the severe blurring of roles in the relationship between Peter and Wendy. Are they lovers? Are they mother and son? Are they siblings? This quandary is the emotional center of Boully’s book. As she retells the story of Peter and Wendy, she focuses on the universal theme of unrequited love. The supposedly whimsical and light children’s story transforms into something much more mature, much darker, as Wendy’s feelings of abandonment are at center stage. Most people have felt the sting of rejection that Wendy feels when Peter does not reciprocate her feelings for him. The fact that the audience can so readily empathize with Wendy’s character is part of what makes Boully’s book so haunting, and so intense an experience. . . .<br />
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This retelling is valuable because by bringing the true darkness of the story to the forefront, Boully’s text is not masquerading as something it is not, which is a problem identified in the original. It is not often that a response to a literary work is more successful than the original work, but that is certainly the case with <i>Not Merely Because of the Unknown That Was Stalking Toward Them.</i></blockquote><blockquote class="tr_bq">[<a href="http://www.examiner.com/poetry-in-tucson/jenny-boully-s-latest-poetry-collection-review" target="_blank">READ THE FULL REVIEW AT <i>EXAMINER</i></a>] </blockquote><b>Buy <a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com/Press/jenny-boully-2.html" target="_blank">Jenny Boully's <i>not merely because of the unknown that was stalking toward them</i></a> directly from Tarpaulin Sky Press and save about $6 off the Amazon price.</b><i><br />
</i><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com">www.tarpaulinsky.com</a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613175752619397855.post-68036608410402495292011-09-22T09:29:00.000-04:002011-09-22T09:29:01.009-04:00Sarah Goldstein podcast reading for InDigest; Johannes Göransson interviewed at 3:AM Magazine, with *entrance to a colonial pageant* now featured, and reviewed, at LitPub<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7m1a8_Nxw4QjuVnNBKXyFkLA9eddy0TcfrUo5DyOZpshVlw-6_r7QOqLdGNgi1mcM-DM04wPeS7K8gkVGDX8p5EZikDL_yl4fKhchmdx5S2P1U9gZ7cG8iPKgQVgQIzGF_dVzRinFzY2i/s1600/goransson-entrance-fc-175w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7m1a8_Nxw4QjuVnNBKXyFkLA9eddy0TcfrUo5DyOZpshVlw-6_r7QOqLdGNgi1mcM-DM04wPeS7K8gkVGDX8p5EZikDL_yl4fKhchmdx5S2P1U9gZ7cG8iPKgQVgQIzGF_dVzRinFzY2i/s1600/goransson-entrance-fc-175w.jpg" /></a></div><a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com/Press/johannes-goransson.html">Johannes Göransson's <i>entrance to a colonial pageant in which we all begin to intricate</i></a> is now featured at <a href="http://thelitpub.bigcartel.com/product/entrance-to-a-colonial-pageant-in-which-we-all-begin-to-intricate"><b>LitPub</b></a>, where you can not only buy the book, but read <a href="http://thelitpub.bigcartel.com/product/entrance-to-a-colonial-pageant-in-which-we-all-begin-to-intricate">excerpts</a> and a <a href="http://thelitpub.com/the-symptoms-of-language-made-useless/">review by Tim Jones-Yelvington</a> .<br />
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Founded by Molly Gaudy, LitPub states: "Our mission is to promote a sustainable literary community by introducing readers to authors we know and love. By providing a public gathering place for ongoing conversations, we aim to connect readers, authors, publishers, and other independent artists of all creative disciplines."<br />
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And for that and more, we thank <a href="http://thelitpub.com/faq/">Molly and the rest of LitPub's large and awesome crew</a>.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>For folks craving more and ever more Göransson, we direct you to this <a href="http://www.3ammagazine.com/3am/maintenant-72-johannes-goransson/">interview with Johannes, via SJ Fowler, at <i>3:AM Magazine</i></a>, where you will also find more <a href="http://www.3ammagazine.com/3am/entrance-to-a-colonial-pageant-in-which-we-all-begin-to-intricate/">excerpts from <i>entrance</i></a>.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com/Press/Goldstein/images/goldstein-fables-fc-175w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com/Press/Goldstein/images/goldstein-fables-fc-175w.jpg" /></a></div>Of course, you can always find more from Johannes at <a href="http://www.montevidayo.com/" target="_blank">www.montevidayo.com</a> or at our favorite distributors, Small Press Distrubution, where, like a half dozen other TSky Press titles in the past (we boast, shamelessly), <i>entrance</i> <a href="http://www.spdbooks.org/pages/bestsellers/poetry/poetry-bestsellers-june-2011.aspx">debuted on SPD's Bestsellers list</a>, along with <a href="http://www.spdbooks.org/pages/bestsellers/fiction/default.aspx">Sarah Goldstein's <i>Fables</i></a>.<br />
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And, speaking of <a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com/Press/sarah-goldstein.html">Sarah Goldstein's <i>Fables</i></a>, <i>In Digest Magazine</i>'s InDefinite Podcast Episode #22 <a href="http://indigestmag.com/blog/?p=8952">features Ms. Goldstein reading</a> from her bestseller. Thank you, <i>InDigest</i>!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com">www.tarpaulinsky.com</a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613175752619397855.post-30053238677542873992011-09-01T13:32:00.003-04:002011-09-22T08:42:09.978-04:00Irene Flood Update from Tarpaulin Sky's Vermont Home BaseChristian now has a real computer again and will try to answer your emails soon. Thank you for the many kind ones you have sent. We're OK, both E & I, and the cats are also fine. Our house was surrounded by water but did not flood inside, which feels nothing short of miraculous. The bad news is that the damage to our land and out-buildings is pretty extensive, as is the number of things, both personal and business, that were lost down the river. None of which was covered under our flood insurance, we have been informed.<br />
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We filled some orders this morning and will continue to do so. You may continue to order directly from Tarpaulin Sky or, if we are out of stock for a specific title, from Small Press Distribution (or Amazon, if you must). Tarpaulin Sky Press is able to honor present contractual obligations, but is unable to commit to any new projects at this time. Please do NOT send review copies, or reviews, or submissions of any kind. <br />
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Some photos follow. --Best, Xtian<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Prior to Irene, this was flower gardens and vegetable gardens and lawn. Several trees are missing from the upper left corner of the photo, where you can see river. The little building in distance, center, used to sit about 50 feet to the left of the stone well.</div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">This little building floated about 100 feet but was stopped by a silver birch.</div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Christian was able to remove some things prior to the flood, but the waters rose too fast to get everything. The river took about an hour and a half to jump the banks and to travel inland about 100 feet.</div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Free table.</div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Free printer.</div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Free mud.</div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Can't tell from the pic, but the mud inside the buildings is sloped/slopped at a depth of about 2 feet. Not sure if you've ever tried to shovel mud, but heavy is the word.</div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Gives you an idea of the water line. The angle is off, however--the debris on the tree is about eight feet high.</div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Back woods.</div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Backwoods installation #1</div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Backwoods installation #2</div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Phlox.The only flower that remains visible above the new dunes. Odd, too, given that the sand swallowed an entire young pear tree not more than twenty feet from the phlox.</div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">All trees must be dug out, or they will die.</div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">On the river, about twelve feet of root base.</div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"> On the river #2</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com">www.tarpaulinsky.com</a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613175752619397855.post-71353555123098597642011-08-29T19:35:00.001-04:002011-09-06T11:37:17.592-04:00Tarpaulin sky press floodedMain Vermont office hit hard by Irene. All that was green is now a sand dune. Two buildings floated down river. Xtian & E are OK. Will be offline for some time. Please order through SPD. Cant get on facebook from this ipad. Sorry for inconveniences. Best wishes, Xtian<div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com">www.tarpaulinsky.com</a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613175752619397855.post-19310272006211520442011-08-26T19:12:00.000-04:002011-08-26T19:12:00.233-04:00Kristin Sanders at HTML Giant reviews Jenny Boully's not merely because of the unknown...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBaJCx8EgAbulOSPK6Zb1Sobw3XE7Dgi1DwYgC9EdX5Ly7dYvXQX1XK-e2ykBnpLt5wTDtsxkUVpOMvq-9DC6JssplnYQZFotj6cFqiUagchR4APafkMJT4OEPKN0NjFjIf4gByCn1fqME/s1600/boully-spector-fc-350h.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBaJCx8EgAbulOSPK6Zb1Sobw3XE7Dgi1DwYgC9EdX5Ly7dYvXQX1XK-e2ykBnpLt5wTDtsxkUVpOMvq-9DC6JssplnYQZFotj6cFqiUagchR4APafkMJT4OEPKN0NjFjIf4gByCn1fqME/s1600/boully-spector-fc-350h.jpg" /></a></div>At <a href="http://htmlgiant.com/reviews/not-merely-because-of-the-unknown-that-was-stalking-toward-them/"><i>HTML Giant</i>, Kristin Sanders reviews</a> Jenny Boully's <a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com/Press/jenny-boully-2.html"><i>not merely because of the unknown that was stalking toward them</i></a>:<br />
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Sanders discusses structure and hybridity and all that good stuff, and her engagement is wholly intelligent and insightful throughout--<br />
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<i>. . . perhaps most prominent are questions related to traditional gender roles and the budding sexuality of the story’s youth, which every other adaption appears to have dulled down . . .</i><br />
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--though it's Sanders' appreciation of the book's humor that we particularly enjoy:<br />
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<i>. . . [not merely] offers more questions than answers. Who are the Lost Boys, really, and why are they clothed in bearsuits? What’s the history between Peter and Mrs. Darling? How many other little girls did Peter whisk off to Neverland? How does one properly dispose of Never poo? About Tinkerbell, Boully wonders: “where ever will we get such small medical supplies for you? The Tinker dental dam; the Tinker tampon.” . . .</i><br />
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Read more about the book at the following link, where you can also buy <a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com/Press/jenny-boully-2.html">Jenny Boully's<i> not merely because of the unknown that was stalking toward them</i></a><i> </i>for $2 off the Amazon price, with free shipping.<i><br />
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Issue #17 / Summer 2011</a><br />
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Published by Christian Peet. Edited by Laynie Browne, Blake Butler, Colie Collen, Sandy Florian, Lily Hoang, Joanna Howard, and Karla Kelsey; with associate editors Duncan B. Barlow, Michael Tod Edgerton, Brian Mihok, Christine Wertheim; along with readers Jac Jemc, Eireene Nealand, Janna Plant, Michael Rerick, Amanda Skubal, Julie Strand, Amish Trivedi, and Laura Woltag.<br />
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Cover art by Noah Saterstrom. Featuring work by Scott Butterfield, David Buuck & Juliana Spahr, Roxanne Carter, Joshua Cohen, Stella Corso, Patrick Crerand, Jeremy M. Davies, Sandra Doller, Aaron Patrick Flanagan, Molly Gaudry, Roxane Gay, Anne Gorrick, Janalyn Guo, Daniel Y. Harris, Catherine Imbriglio, Lucy Ives, Christopher Janke, Patrick Jones, Catherina Kasper, Sean Kilpatrick, Thorin Klosowski, Sean Labrador y Manzano, Susan Maxwell, Susan McCarty, Christina Mengert, Anjali Mullany, Christian Nagler, Aimee Parkison, Lance Phillips, Deborah Richards, Kate Schapira, Ben Segal, Donna Stonecipher, Bronwen Tate, Laura Vena, and Max Winter.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com">www.tarpaulinsky.com</a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613175752619397855.post-11076481686593609982011-08-03T12:40:00.007-04:002011-09-06T05:42:21.227-04:00Tarpaulin Sky Press New Books, Bestsellers & Reviews: Boully, Goldstein, GöranssonWhile <a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com/Press/jenny-boully-2.html">Jenny Boully's <i>not merely because of the unknown that was stalking toward them</i></a> is still a brand new baby, currently "recommended" at <a href="http://www.spdbooks.org/Producte/9780982541678/not-merely-because-of-the-unknown-that-was-stalking-toward-them.aspx" target="_blank">Small Press Distribution</a>, toddlers such as <a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com/Press/johannes-goransson.html">Johannes Göransson's <i>Entrance to a colonial pageant in which we all begin to intricate</i></a> and <a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com/Press/sarah-goldstein.html">Sarah Goldstein's <i>Fables</i></a>, we are pleased to report, are already on the SPD's <a href="http://www.spdbooks.org/pages/bestsellers/poetry/poetry-bestsellers-june-2011.aspx" target="_blank">poetry</a> and <a href="http://www.spdbooks.org/pages/bestsellers/fiction/default.aspx" target="_blank">fiction</a> bestsellers lists.<br />
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"Horrifying and humbling in their imaginative precision, the stories of Sarah Goldstein’s collection, <i>Fables</i>, awaken the tension between human and nonhuman in these haunting vignettes. . . . Entering Goldstein’s <i>Fables</i> is good fodder for dreams and the conscience, but be sure not to leave this one laying out for the kids." [<a href="http://therumpus.net/2011/07/fables/" target="_blank">READ THE FULL REVIEW</a>]<br />
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<a href="http://www.openlettersmonthly.com/not-merely-because-of-the-fate-of-character/" target="_blank">Karen Hannah, at <i>Open Letters Monthly</i></a>, reviews <a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com/Press/jenny-boully-2.html">Jenny Boully's <i>not merely</i></a>. (Though, it's less of a review and more of a dissertation. Thank you for your attention, Karen and <i>Open Letters Monthly</i>!)<br />
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Fence poet and Capo of the Racine Public Library system, <a href="http://nickipoo.wordpress.com/2011/07/05/johannes-goransson-dies-for-our-sins/" target="_blank">Nick Demske, provides a thought-provoking review</a> of <a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com/Press/johannes-goransson.html" target="_blank">Johannes Göransson's <i>Entrance to a colonial pageant</i></a>.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7m1a8_Nxw4QjuVnNBKXyFkLA9eddy0TcfrUo5DyOZpshVlw-6_r7QOqLdGNgi1mcM-DM04wPeS7K8gkVGDX8p5EZikDL_yl4fKhchmdx5S2P1U9gZ7cG8iPKgQVgQIzGF_dVzRinFzY2i/s1600/goransson-entrance-fc-175w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7m1a8_Nxw4QjuVnNBKXyFkLA9eddy0TcfrUo5DyOZpshVlw-6_r7QOqLdGNgi1mcM-DM04wPeS7K8gkVGDX8p5EZikDL_yl4fKhchmdx5S2P1U9gZ7cG8iPKgQVgQIzGF_dVzRinFzY2i/s1600/goransson-entrance-fc-175w.jpg" /></a></div>"Göransson pays the ultimate penance and shoulders the heaviest burden: to reflect a culture accurately, no matter how disfigured. His art drinks deep of the disease it most fears so that we can learn more from his symptoms. He’s the Poet Laureate of the Coal Mine, our savior canary, dying and producing perpetually death-obsessed art that we might all be spared. So for all its ugliness—all its child predators and body dysmorphia, its castrations, its Ronald Reagans, its hate crimes and artists and anorexia, everything—<i>Entrance</i> is the dubious gift of the diagnosis we’ve been too afraid to confront on our own. It’s embarrassing, it’s frightening, but it’s also potentially the long-neglected first step in addressing a major disease." [<a href="http://nickipoo.wordpress.com/2011/07/05/johannes-goransson-dies-for-our-sins/" target="_blank">READ THE FULL REVIEW</a>]<br />
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<a href="http://www.pankmagazine.com/pankblog/reviews/entrance-to-a-colonial-pageant-in-which-we-all-begin-to-intricate-by-johannes-goransson-a-review-by-joseph-michael-owens/" target="_blank">Joseph Michael Owens, at <i>PANK Magazine</i></a>, also reviews <a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com/Press/johannes-goransson.html">Göransson's <i>Entrance</i></a>.<br />
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"<i>Entrance to a colonial pageant</i>… demands its reader to engage it on a close sentence-to-sentence level and rewards the reader with some truly spectacular prose. Prose that, page after page, begins to infect the reader, begins to parasite the reader as host, parasite the host’s inner child . . . before immolating the host, the reader." [<a href="http://www.pankmagazine.com/pankblog/reviews/entrance-to-a-colonial-pageant-in-which-we-all-begin-to-intricate-by-johannes-goransson-a-review-by-joseph-michael-owens/" target="_blank">READ THE FULL REVIEW</a>]<div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com">www.tarpaulinsky.com</a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613175752619397855.post-45706646113980601152011-06-16T14:40:00.003-04:002011-06-16T14:48:09.430-04:00Tarpaulin Sky Press 2010 Open Reading Period picks ...Tarpaulin Sky Press is pleased to announce that it has selected not one but two manuscripts from the 2010 open reading period: Claire Donato’s novella, <i>Burial</i>, and David Wolach’s poetry collection, <i>Hospitalogy</i>, both of which will be published in Fall 2012. Congrats!<br />
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Claire's and David's books will join the already-scheduled publication of Joyelle McSweeney’s second book with TSky Press, a collection of short fictions entitled <i>Salamandrine: 8 Gothics</i>. Other forthcoming publications include Kim Gek Lin Short's second book with TSky Press, <i>China Cowboy</i>, coming this fall, as well as our picks from the last chapbook reading period, Claire Hero's <i>Dollyland</i>, and Paula Koneazny's <i>Installation</i>, also coming fall/winter 2011.<br />
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We would also like to take this opportunity to thank everyone who thought enough of Tarpaulin Sky Press to send their work to our open reading period. We would also like to note that the following authors and titles made this a particularly difficult reading period for us, by virtue of their being too damn good:<br />
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Rosa Alcala, <i>The Translator's Blues</i><br />
Greg Bachar, <i>Curiosisosity</i><br />
Carrie Bennett, <i>The Land is a Painted Thing</i><br />
Emma Bolden, <i>Malificae</i><br />
David Brennan, <i>Another Gallows</i><br />
Amy Sara Carroll, <i>FANNIE + FREDDIE/The Sentimentality of Post-9-11 Pornography</i><br />
Dereck Clemons, <i>Arts & Leisure </i><br />
Olivia Cronk, <i>Skin Horse</i><br />
John Deming, <i>Human Heads</i><br />
Sandra Doller, <i>Memory of the Prose Machine </i>and <i>Man Years</i><br />
Jamey Gallagher, <i>Crumblehead</i><br />
K. Lorraine Graham, <i>Baseball Season In America</i><br />
Adriana Grant, <i>Bang, Pouf</i><br />
Jenny Gropp Hess, <i>Organographies</i><br />
Steven Karl, <i>Dear Human Race</i><br />
Drew Krewer,<i> I Could Be Your Beauty Resort</i><br />
Tony Mancus, <i>How to Build a Radio-belly</i><br />
John Mann, <i>Able, Baker, Charlie </i><br />
Kristi Maxwell, <i>PLAN/K</i><br />
Susan Maxwell, <i>Tournament</i><br />
Catherine Meng, <i>The Longest Solar Eclipse of the Century</i><br />
Ben Mirov, <i>Nightingale Forge</i><br />
Monica Mody, <i>Kala Pani</i><br />
Linnea Ogden, <i>Heart Of Pal</i>m<br />
Caryl Pagel, <i>Emergencies</i><br />
Aimee Parkison, <i>Water-Clock Water</i><br />
Kim Parko, <i>Junior</i><br />
Jeffrey Pethybridge, <i>Striven, The Bright Treatise </i><br />
Michelle Naka Pierce, <i>Continuous Frieze Bordering [Red]</i><br />
Deborah Poe, <i>Hélène</i><br />
Michael Rerick, <i>OdeIss/heIs</i><br />
Amber Sparks, <i>The Monstrous Sadness of Mythical Creatures</i><br />
Dao Strom, <i>we were meant to be a gentle people</i><br />
JeFF Stumpo, <i>diluvium</i><br />
Dan Thomas-Glass, <i>An ocean is a body</i><br />
Genya Turovskaya, <i>The Man Falling</i><br />
Sara Veglahn, <i>The Mayflies</i>Sharon White, <i>On Voyage</i><br />
Carolyn Zaikowski, <i>An Invisible Bottle of White Ink</i><br />
Nicole Zdeb, <i>The Friction of Distance</i><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://www.tarpaulinsky.com">www.tarpaulinsky.com</a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com