In our afternoon reading: thoughts on Malika Moustadraf’s short stories, Kathe Koja in conversation with John Skipp, and more.
Make It Real
Make It Real
by Kathe Koja
Hey, boy, welcome to reality – David Bowie
When you write a book about reality, when I wrote this one, you need to consider what reality is, really. Is it tangible, physical? a rapturous hug from the one you love, a tasty cocktail sipped in the sun, a broken thumb, a lit cigarette, a stubborn headache, the view from a balcony? Or is it a metaphysical construct, an art school joke, a philosophical itch, a lone proverbial tree forever falling, falling? Is it emotional vertigo? Is it vertigo? What if reality defines itself? How would we know?
Afternoon Bites: Revisiting “Big Science,” Ignyte Awards Shortlist, Kathe Koja’s Playlist, and More
In our afternoon reading: revisiting the music of Laurie Anderson, an excerpt from Lauren Foley’s new book, and more.
Six Ridiculous Questions: Max Caspar (and Kathe Koja)
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.
Morning Bites: Kathe Koja Interviewed, C Pam Zhang, Kim Stanley Robinson on Science Fiction, Matthew Salesses, and More
In our morning reading: interviews with Kathe Koja and Matthew Salesses, Kim Stanley Robinson on science fiction, and more.
All That Hunger
All That Hunger
by Kathe Koja
If you write a book about a bottomless hole that appears in a cruddy storage room floor, and call it the Funhole (the hole, not the book, although the book was briefly titled The Funhole until its original publisher insisted on a title change to The Cipher), you are going to get asked a lot of questions. Some of them will be predictably droll, some will be existentially thoughtful, and the great majority of them will be about that hole. Specifically, what exactly is it, a monster? a process? a Freudian metaphor? And what exactly happens in there, why do horrible things—transformative, absolutely, but uniformly horrible—happen to anything that gets too close?
Weekend Bites: Kathe Koja, Andrés Barba Interviewed, Adam Wilson, Julianna Barwick’s Latest, and More
In our weekend reading: interviews with Kathe Koja and Adam Wilson, thoughts on Julianna Barwick’s new album, and more.
Excursions Into the Bizarre: A Review of Kathe Koja’s “Velocities”
My first encounter with Kathe Koja came via the novels published by the surreal horror imprint Dell Abyss in the 1990s. The Cipher and Bad Brains were profoundly unsettling works on their own, as well as memorably serving as proof of concept for a more unsettling strain of horror that opted less for scares than for dread. Since then, Koja’s milieu has only expanded; with books like Under the Poppy, she’s displayed a penchant for forays into history, and her body of work also involves an extended commitment to theater.