OUT NOW: Vigilantes Vol. 3, Return to Pittsgreen

December 15th, 2016 § 0 comments § permalink

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Stephen King meets superheroes in this heartfelt French tribute to such Americana as small towns, summer camp, kid friendship, and lasting loyalties. A ragtag group of pals reunites in middle age to save the world from a former child molester now turned political power broker. Vigilantes is written by Jean-Charles Gaudin, with art by Riccardo Crosa. Stakes rise in this latest volume, Return to Pittsgreen, now available as a digital exclusive from Soleil at Comixology.

Peplum in the AV Club Best Comics of 2016

December 14th, 2016 § 0 comments § permalink

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Blutch’s Peplum is in good company among Shea Hennum’s picks at the AV Club’s year-end Best Comics of 2016 list. Thank you Shea, Blutch, and New York Review Comics!

The Deep Sea Diver’s Syndrome makes World Literature Today’s 2016 Year-End List

December 13th, 2016 § 0 comments § permalink

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World Literature Today‘s annual list of 75 notable translations came out today, and on it was Serge Brussolo’s Deep Sea Diver’s Syndrome, no doubt thanks to a stellar review in their pages earlier this year by J. David Osborne.

Deep Sea Diver’s Syndrome at Strange Horizons

December 12th, 2016 § 0 comments § permalink

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For Strange HorizonsDavid Hebblethwaite reviews Serge Brussolo’s novel The Deep Sea Diver’s Syndrome:

What ultimately makes Brussolo’s novel work for me is how it knots its different strands into strange and distinctive shapes. There are grand imaginative spectacles…  There is plenty of detail of a society transformed by the mediums’ work… there are the small digressions… This is a novel that can’t be reduced to a metaphor, or a character study, or a work of pure imagination. It is all of these things at once, incompletely and held in tension.

In sum, The Deep Sea Diver’s Syndrome is a 360-degree cross section through a fictional world created and dispensed with in barely two hundred pages. It is as tantalizing, frustrating, and exhilarating as that sounds.

Paul Willems in Tin House’s Open Bar and Eleven Eleven

December 7th, 2016 § 0 comments § permalink

by Marc Lowenthal

by Marc Lowenthal

As this savage year draws to an apocalyptic close, take a minute for the quiet wisdom of Belgian fabulist Paul Willems, author of the serenely harrowing stories in The Cathedral of Mist, out from Wakefield Press last July. Tin House and Eleven Eleven  are featuring excerpts from his memories about surviving World War II in Belgium and its aftermath, composed with his usual artfulness and heartbreak.

(Photo N. Hellyn - A.M.L.). Droits SOFAM.

(Photo N. Hellyn – A.M.L.). Droits SOFAM.

Hemingway Grant for Moving the Palace!

December 2nd, 2016 § 0 comments § permalink

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Congratulations to all the Hemingway Grant winners for 2016, announced at the Cultural Services for the French Consulate’s website! Charif Majdalani’s Moving the Palace (originally titled Caravansérail), forthcoming next April from New Vessel Books, is in incredible company:

The Hemingway Grant program, launched in the 1990s, has supported a steady number of publications in the U.S. For 2016, 13 titles and one review were selected. The beneficiaries form a wide collection of remarkable varied pieces of French literature, mainly contemporary works, remarkable essays, and charming children book.

G.-O. Châteaureynaud in Subtropics 22!

December 1st, 2016 § 0 comments § permalink

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The latest issue of the University of Florida’s literary journal, Subtropics (Fall-Winter 2016), features Georges-Olivier Châteaureynaud at the top of his form with “The Fatted and the Fleshless,” a savage and surprisingly contemporary parable of job insecurity and fine dining. Foodies and destitution: call it socialist, with some Christian communion thrown in for good measure, and a timely reminder that the poor are always with us. Subtropics welcomes Châteaureynaud back after his story “Final Residence” in issue 14 (Spring/Summer 2012).

Here’s an excerpt from the story:

I was lucky enough to find a job fairly soon after suffering a sudden layoff. I had to move, but I made up my mind to do so without looking back. It would have been hard to imagine anyone more available than I was. In order to seize the opportunity I’d been offered, I would have relocated to the other side of the planet. As for the job itself, well, I’d worked in fulfillment before. Names to memorize, slips and forms to process: nothing to worry about there.

My belongings all fit inside a minivan. I’d never owned much anyway, besides a few hardwood odds and ends, some worn-out clothes, and some books. Intoxicated with freedom, I left most of these behind, not really wanting to encumber my future apartment in a brand-new building with the bric-a-brac of my former life. I moved in one spring afternoon. By four o’clock I’d settled in, at home among my bare necessities. My studio seemed all the more spacious for being almost empty. I enjoyed the sobriety of the bare walls, the light that bathed them through the still curtainless window. I was to take up my post the next day. I seized upon the remains of the day to scout out the warehouse where I’d be working on the office side of things. Even in this modest position, I counted as white-collar. The actual substance of the merchandise did not concern me. I would not have to know anything about it but reference numbers and destinations. I was satisfied, even delighted, with being but a tiny cog in a vast machine. After the disarray in which my layoff had left me, I’d now rejoined the ranks of the elect.

 

 

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