Friday, October 29, 2010
Thursday, October 28, 2010
Saturday, October 23, 2010
Friday, October 22, 2010
cover me with words

Abayomi Animashaun's The Giving Of Pears
Eric Beeny's Snowing Fireflies

Matt Bell's How They Were Found

Kate Bernheimer's Horse, Flower, Bird

Paula Bomer's Baby And Other Stories

Mel Bosworth's Grease Stains, Kismet, And Material Wisdom

Ana Božičević's Stars Of The Night Commute

Blake Butler's Scorch Atlas

Jessie Carty's Paper House

Brian Evenson's Fugue State

Molly Gaudry's We Take Me Apart

Amelia Gray's Museum Of The Weird

Tim Hall's One Damn Thing After Another

Heather Hartley's Knock Knock

Shane Jones's Light Boxes

Bhanu Kapil's The Vertical Interrogation Of Strangers

Michael Kimball's Dear Everybody

Amy King's I'm The Man Who Loves You

Tao Lin's Cognitive-Behavioral Therapy

Kendra Grant Malone's Everything is Quiet

Joseph McElroy's Preparations For Search

Lydia Millet's Everyone's Pretty

Sawako Nakayasu's Texture Notes

Adam Robinson's Adam Robison And Other Poems

Caleb J. Ross's Charactered Pieces

Matthew Savoca's long love poem with descriptive title

J.A. Tyler's Inconceivable Wilson

William Walsh's Questionstruck

Mike Young's We Are All Good If They Try Hard Enough
Thursday, October 21, 2010
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
i am here
And You Are Gone

Winner of the 2010 Outsider Writers Press
Fiction Chapbook Contest
Available here.
“Shome Dasgupta writes about young love with a heartbreaking honesty and simplicity that transcends anything I’ve read in recent years. As we follow Jonas and Mary from kindergarten to senior year, we see a range of textual expression that is both innovative and wildly appealing. This book cracks powerful with youthful thunder, black echoes laced tightly with ephemeral innocence. Dasgupta’s debut hits the mark, and leaves one.”
---Mel Bosworth, author of When the Casts Razzed the Chickens (Folded Word) and Grease Stains, Kismet, and Maternal Wisdom (Brown Paper Publishing)
“From the start, I fell in love with this book. Shome Dasgupta takes on perhaps the most common of all subjects—love—and makes it somehow fresh and new. Stunning in its use of form, language and character, i am here And You Are Gone is a delight. The book and its author are remarkable. This is the first you may be hearing from Shome Dasgupta, but I can’t imagine it will be the last.”
---Rob Roberge, author of Working Backwards from the Worst Moment of My Life (Ren Hen Press)
“In i am here And You Are Gone, Shome Dasgupta writes with a sparse and mathematical elegance, creating a system of symbols and spaces with which to describe young Jonas’ growing affection for his friend Mary. Throughout the too-fast years of their youth, the two friends hurtle across what must feel to them like a lifetime, moving like two near-parallel lines approaching the same point, one set so impossibly infinite that they might never reach it together. Still their paths pull close, closer, so close that no matter how we might look we may be unable to divine what unsolvable span it is that at the last separates them–and so perhaps us–from each other.”
---Matt Bell, author of How They Were Found (Keyhole Press)

Winner of the 2010 Outsider Writers Press
Fiction Chapbook Contest
Available here.
“Shome Dasgupta writes about young love with a heartbreaking honesty and simplicity that transcends anything I’ve read in recent years. As we follow Jonas and Mary from kindergarten to senior year, we see a range of textual expression that is both innovative and wildly appealing. This book cracks powerful with youthful thunder, black echoes laced tightly with ephemeral innocence. Dasgupta’s debut hits the mark, and leaves one.”
---Mel Bosworth, author of When the Casts Razzed the Chickens (Folded Word) and Grease Stains, Kismet, and Maternal Wisdom (Brown Paper Publishing)
“From the start, I fell in love with this book. Shome Dasgupta takes on perhaps the most common of all subjects—love—and makes it somehow fresh and new. Stunning in its use of form, language and character, i am here And You Are Gone is a delight. The book and its author are remarkable. This is the first you may be hearing from Shome Dasgupta, but I can’t imagine it will be the last.”
---Rob Roberge, author of Working Backwards from the Worst Moment of My Life (Ren Hen Press)
“In i am here And You Are Gone, Shome Dasgupta writes with a sparse and mathematical elegance, creating a system of symbols and spaces with which to describe young Jonas’ growing affection for his friend Mary. Throughout the too-fast years of their youth, the two friends hurtle across what must feel to them like a lifetime, moving like two near-parallel lines approaching the same point, one set so impossibly infinite that they might never reach it together. Still their paths pull close, closer, so close that no matter how we might look we may be unable to divine what unsolvable span it is that at the last separates them–and so perhaps us–from each other.”
---Matt Bell, author of How They Were Found (Keyhole Press)
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