Books of Jacob, Olga Tokarczuk

I am very behind on posting, but in the meantime, here’s a review of Jenny Croft’s translation of Olga Tokarczuk’s Books of Jacob that I wrote for the Asymptote blog! I wrote an academic essay about the novel a year ago, thinking about it in relation to her other novel, Flights, and how both ofContinueContinue reading “Books of Jacob, Olga Tokarczuk”

Generations, by Lucille Clifton

One of the first books that I read this year was Saidiya Hartman’s Wayward Lives, Beautiful Experiments, which is every bit as incredible as people say, a marvelously intimate and absolutely immersive history that is also a powerful work of theory that argues that young Black women in 20th century America were radicals dreaming ofContinueContinue reading “Generations, by Lucille Clifton”

at freddie’s, Penelope Fitzgerald

I finished this a few weeks ago, and have been thinking about it off and on ever since. Like so many of Penelope Fitzgerald’s novels, it’s a book that seems deeply strange, and yet, the more I think about it, the harder I find to explain why. I was tempted to say that it hasContinueContinue reading “at freddie’s, Penelope Fitzgerald”

Notes to Self, Emilie Pine

I spend probably too much time pondering the difference between personal essay and criticism and non-fiction and auto-theory, so there was something kind of pleasing about reading something that was so squarely in the category of personal essays. This is a person writing about her experiences. She writes about her father’s hospitalization in Greece asContinueContinue reading “Notes to Self, Emilie Pine”