In our morning: a playlist from Graeme Macrae Burnet, previewing David James Keaton’s next book, and more.
Afternoon Bites: Tara Isabella Burton Interviewed, Rachel Kushner Nonfiction, David James Keaton Excerpted, and More
In our afternoon reading: an interview with Tara Isabella Burton, an excerpt from David James Keaton’s next novel, and more.
Morning Bites: Kristen Radtke Interviewed, David James Keaton on Music, Crystal Wilkinson’s Poetry, and More
In our morning reading: an interview with Kristen Radtke, David James Keaton on music, and more.
She Was Found in a Guitar Case, the new novel by David James Keaton, opens in a way that might seem familiar to fans of crime fiction. The novel’s protagonist learns of his wife’s death, and sets out to learn the truth about it, along with several mysterious connections she may have had. Things escalate quickly from there, with the narrative doubling back on itself and taking on a tone that’s both agreeably shaggy and increasingly paranoid. (If there’s a sweet spot between Pynchon and Portis, this book finds it.) I talked with Keaton about the novel’s genesis, how locks on bridges informed the book, and this book’s long path to publication.
Morning Bites: David James Keaton Nonfiction, Matthew Specktor Interviewed, Kaveh Akbar’s Poetry, and More
In our morning reading: nonfiction by David James Keaton, an interview with Matthew Specktor, and more.
Weekend Bites: Dennis Cooper, John Domini Interviewed, Saul Williams, Joshua Cohen’s Latest, and More
In our weekend reading: thoughts on Dennis Cooper’s new book and Saul Williams’s new film, great book cover design, and more.
Afternoon Bites: Monique Roffey, Andriana Minou’s Latest, Grant Maierhofer, David James Keaton Interviewed, and More
In our afternoon reading: interviews with Monique Roffey and David James Keaton, a review of Andriana Minou’s new collection, and more.
The guiding principle of Six Ridiculous Questions is that life is filled with ridiculousness. And questions. That only by giving in to these truths may we hope to slip the surly bonds of reality and attain the higher consciousness we all crave. (Eh, not really, but it sounded good there for a minute.) It’s just. Who knows? The ridiculousness and question bits, I guess. Why six? Assonance, baby, assonance.