<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158124</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Mon, 28 Apr 2008 14:23:13 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>ACE Publications</title><description/><link>http://www.andrewervin.com/</link><managingEditor>Andrew Ervin</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>88</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158124.post-6637675073500701863</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Apr 2008 14:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-28T09:23:13.549-05:00</atom:updated><title>TEST</title><description></description><link>http://www.andrewervin.com/2008/04/test.html</link><author>Andrew Ervin</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158124.post-5025570470061893314</guid><pubDate>Sun, 27 Apr 2008 14:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-27T09:14:20.455-05:00</atom:updated><title>Washington Post Book World // 5 Memoirs</title><description>I &lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2008/04/24/AR2008042402785_pf.html"&gt;reviewed&lt;/a&gt; five memoirs for today's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Post&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Light Years: A Girlhood in Hawai'i&lt;/span&gt; by Susanna Moore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Greetings from Bury Park&lt;/span&gt; by Sarfraz Manzoor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kinky Gazpacho&lt;/span&gt; by Lori L. Tharps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Long Retreat&lt;/span&gt; by Andrew Krivak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Escape from Saddam&lt;/span&gt; by Lewis Alsamari</description><link>http://www.andrewervin.com/2008/04/washington-post-book-world-5-memoirs.html</link><author>Andrew Ervin</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158124.post-3071550392727202134</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Apr 2008 13:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-10T08:01:54.081-05:00</atom:updated><title>Philadelphia Inquirer // Our Story Begins by Tobias Wolff</title><description>My review is &lt;a href="http://www.philly.com/inquirer/magazine/20080410_Journey_to_the_human_core_in_a_Tobias_Wolff_collection.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Few authors today so accurately get at the heart of what makes us tick. Despite the beautiful exactitude of the prose, and the fluid turns of phrase that remind us how elastic the English language truly is, reading Wolff can be a little disconcerting - in a good way. In his fiction, Wolff fully exposes the good, bad, and ugly about what it means to be alive in this day and age.&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://www.andrewervin.com/2008/04/philadelphia-inquirer-our-story-begins.html</link><author>Andrew Ervin</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158124.post-2148087826589693741</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Apr 2008 20:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-13T12:24:25.037-05:00</atom:updated><title>"The Phillie Phanatic" in Hobart</title><description>I'm pleased to report that my short story "The Phillie Phanatic" is &lt;a href="http://hobartpulp.com/website/april/ervin.html"&gt;excerpted&lt;/a&gt; in the annual baseball issue of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hobart&lt;/span&gt; online. You can find the entire story in the current issue of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fiction International&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, don't miss the amazing story "A Father's Guide to the Sea" by my friend Caroline Duda in the current issue of the &lt;a href="http://abacotjournal.wordpress.com/current-issue/a-fathers-guide-to-the-sea/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Abacot Journal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4/13: "The Phillie Phanatic" got a nice (and unusual) comment about "The Phillie Phanatic" at &lt;a href="http://mikokings.wordpress.com/2008/04/12/rounding-the-bases-what-we-are-reading-2/"&gt;On the Prairie Diamond&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"&lt;a href="http://hobartpulp.com/website/index.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hobart’s Annual Baseball Web Issue&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. An excess of sentiment and perhaps better judgment leaves me helpless to the charms of Andrew Ervin’s &lt;a href="http://www.hobartpulp.com/website/april/ervin.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“The Phillie Phanatic,”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; who is rather certainly related to &lt;a href="http://muppet.wikia.com/wiki/Snuffy"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the Snuffleupaggi of Hawai‘i&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. (The Phanatic, not Ervin, though one can never assume.)"&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://www.andrewervin.com/2008/04/phillie-phanatic-in-hobart.html</link><author>Andrew Ervin</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158124.post-2075168750906038690</guid><pubDate>Sun, 16 Mar 2008 14:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-16T09:16:02.123-05:00</atom:updated><title>Miami Herald // Knowledge of Hell by António Lobo Antunes</title><description>My &lt;a href="http://www.miamiherald.com/215/v-print/story/456729.html"&gt;review&lt;/a&gt; appears in today's Miami Herald.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Readers of the newly translated Portuguese novel &lt;em&gt;Knowledge of Hell&lt;/em&gt; will not be surprised to learn that its author, António Lobo Antunes, is also a practicing psychiatrist. It's difficult to name another artist who better understands the subtle ways in which memory constantly affects our conscious, in-the-present thought processes. W. G. Sebald and Marcel Proust are obvious choices, but not entirely accurate ones. At his best, Antunes can make even those madeleine-induced, temporal cross-fades of &lt;em&gt;In Search of Lost Time&lt;/em&gt; look like choppy edits in a bad home movie. If we're to look for influences on Antunes' lush, dreamy novel, admirers of Dante's epic will want to note that the Portuguese title &lt;em&gt;Conhecimento do inferno&lt;/em&gt; could have been literally translated as &lt;em&gt;Understanding the Inferno&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://www.andrewervin.com/2008/03/miami-herald-knowledge-of-hell-by.html</link><author>Andrew Ervin</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158124.post-9218774214758823596</guid><pubDate>Wed, 05 Mar 2008 15:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-05T10:03:01.148-06:00</atom:updated><title>2 Loose Book Reviews</title><description>An editor in Philadelphia, my hometown, solicited two short book reviews from me a while back. Unfortunately, they got lost in a spam filter and never ran.  As I did however get paid for them (and subsequently blew the check on such trivialities as rent and food), I didn't bother trying to place them elsewhere. Here they are.&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;What is Sport?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Roland Barthes&lt;br /&gt;Translated by Richard Howard&lt;br /&gt;University of Yale Press, 96 pages&lt;/p&gt;What is sport?  Well, if you’re a lifelong Phillies and Eagles fan, the answer is probably “torture.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But this year’s going to be different, right? &lt;i style=""&gt;Right?&lt;/i&gt; According to Roland Barthes, one of the twentieth century’s foremost philosophers and cultural critics, the function of sport is more than an outlet for our basest, battery-chucking instincts. “What is Sport” consists of the short, aphoristic text Barthes wrote for inclusion in a 1960 movie by Hubert Aquin.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(Aquin, it should be noted, would go on to write several amazing novels and become an important figure in the Québec-sovereignty movement.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Won’t somebody &lt;i style=""&gt;please&lt;/i&gt; republish “Neige noire” and “Prochain épisode” in translation?)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In his commentary, Barthes focuses on five sports:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;bullfighting, auto racing, the Tour de France, ice hockey, soccer.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He tells us that, “Ultimately man knows certain forces, certain conflicts, joys and agonies:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;sport expresses them, liberates them, consumes them without ever letting anything be destroyed.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That’s open to debate, I suppose, but when Barthes writes that sport is “the entire trajectory separating a combat from a riot,” you would almost think that he spent time with us up in the 700-level of the Vet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;All Over:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Stories&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Roy Kesey&lt;br /&gt;Dzanc Books, 145 pp., paper, $13&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In “All Over,” Roy Kesey creates drama—real tension, I mean, not melodrama or bathos—seemingly out of thin air.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Shiny pieces of plot and of character rotate around each other as in a kaleidoscope but, eventually and invariably, congeal into a vivid and unexpected image.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In these nineteen stories, many of which bear one-word titles like “Cheese” and “Calisthenics” and “Interview,” his characters get attacked by llamas, give birth, build a structure out of ingredients from a Pizza Hut salad bar.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“Scroll,” about a frustrated painter, takes a hard look at the distinctions between artistic, commercial, and popular success.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In “Hat,” a personal favorite, a man learns to make a functioning airplane out of a paper clip. Quite a few of these have already turned up in some of our most respectable literary magazines and in one of those annual “Best American” anthologies, but having them all in one makes Kesey’s talents all the more obvious. The stories in “All Over” don’t &lt;i style=""&gt;represent&lt;/i&gt; anything, they just are.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What they are, however, is what makes them so intriguing:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;terrifying, goofy, mesmerizing, discomforting, hilarious, terrifying again.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://www.andrewervin.com/2008/03/2-loose-book-reviews.html</link><author>Andrew Ervin</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158124.post-6011560295405361804</guid><pubDate>Sun, 24 Feb 2008 15:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-24T09:12:22.545-06:00</atom:updated><title>Miami Herald // Nazi Literature in the Americas by Roberto Bolaño</title><description>&lt;div id="storyBody"&gt;The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Miami Herald&lt;/span&gt; today published my &lt;a href="http://www.miamiherald.com/215/v-print/story/429206.html"&gt;review&lt;/a&gt; of the new Roberto Bolaño novella.  The editor there, Connie Ogle, runs an amazing book section. She also has an excellent &lt;a href="http://miamiherald.typepad.com/between_the_covers/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://miamiherald.typepad.com/between_the_covers/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;The satire isn't limited to mocking a bunch of pretentious, pantywaist Nazis. These often absurd portraits add up into something unique, and seemingly random threads combine to form a richly textured tapestry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bolaño's genius then, lies not only in telling a series of compelling stories, nor even in piling those up to form a larger narrative about a particular and unfortunate (if make-believe) artistic movement, but also in gently prodding us to ask some important questions about our own literary establishment.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.andrewervin.com/2008/02/miami-herald-nazi-literature-in.html</link><author>Andrew Ervin</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158124.post-4511132554598871898</guid><pubDate>Sun, 17 Feb 2008 20:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-23T10:48:54.406-06:00</atom:updated><title>Washington Post Book World // The Assist by Neil Swidey</title><description>&lt;blockquote&gt;Now is the winter of every sports fan's discontent. The sports page these days all too often reads like a rap sheet, if not a treatise on advanced pharmacology. With the football season over, the weeks drag on in eager anticipation of spring training and March Madness. Maybe that's why Neil Swidey's &lt;i&gt;The Assist&lt;/i&gt;, about a remarkable inner-city basketball team, seems to have arrived at the perfect time.&lt;/blockquote&gt;You can read the review &lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2008/02/14/AR2008021403110.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2/23: Reprinted in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seattle Times&lt;/span&gt;.</description><link>http://www.andrewervin.com/2008/02/washington-post-book-world-assist-by.html</link><author>Andrew Ervin</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158124.post-594189530754882972</guid><pubDate>Tue, 05 Feb 2008 19:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-17T14:09:30.713-06:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>book review</category><title>San Francisco Chronicle // God Save the Fan by Will Leitsch</title><description>&lt;span id="articlebody"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Cliches of course run rampant in most books about sports, and "God Save the Fan" suffers from its fair share. It also boasts the kind of superficiality that makes so much sports-talk radio so tedious. In speaking out against the sports establishment, however, Leitch demonstrates that he commands the kind of critical, independent spirit that if used effectively could raise all fans' awareness about how poorly they're being treated by the teams and leagues to which they devote so much time and money. It will come as no surprise if one day he produces a truly powerful book about the state of sports in America. "God Save the Fan" is not it.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;You can find the entire review &lt;a href="http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/c/a/2008/02/05/DDEDU9GN1.DTL&amp;amp;hw=ervin&amp;amp;sn=001&amp;amp;sc=1000"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://www.andrewervin.com/2008/02/san-francisco-chronincle-god-save-fan.html</link><author>Andrew Ervin</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158124.post-205738026313614372</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Jan 2008 23:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-28T17:43:28.997-06:00</atom:updated><title>Off to NYC</title><description>I'll be in NYC (from 1/30-2/2) to attend the AWP conference and to meet my agent, Ira Silverberg, for the first time. Should be a good time. I miss the East Coast. A lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to encourage the readers of this blog, both of them, to please stop by the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ninth Letter&lt;/span&gt; table in the AWP book fair and say hello. I'll be there during the following times:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: 3-4&lt;br /&gt;Friday: 9-11 and 12-1 and 4-5:30&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: 10-11, immediately after which I will get on a train for the Jersey Shore.</description><link>http://www.andrewervin.com/2008/01/off-to-nyc.html</link><author>Andrew Ervin</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158124.post-3971681745949810381</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Jan 2008 23:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-06T12:09:16.841-06:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>book review</category><title>The Believer // Detective Story by Imre Kertész</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The February issue of &lt;a href="http://www.believermag.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Believer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; contains my review of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Detective Story&lt;/span&gt; by the great Hungarian novelist Imre &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:12;"  &gt;Kertész. If you haven't read his previous books, especially &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fatelessness&lt;/span&gt;, I'd like to encourage you to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends &lt;a href="http://www.sheilaheti.net/"&gt;Sheila Heti&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://blakebutler.blogspot.com/"&gt;Blake Butler&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.tayarijones.com/blog/"&gt;Tayari Jones&lt;/a&gt; are all in the issue too, which makes me very happy. It's like hanging out with friends I don't get to see very often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://www.andrewervin.com/2008/01/believer-dectective-story-by-imre.html</link><author>Andrew Ervin</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158124.post-1521772173521781886</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Jan 2008 17:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-21T11:42:03.603-06:00</atom:updated><title>Tayari Jones's Mac &amp; Cheese</title><description>The key word is "jones," as you will want to make this again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See Tayari's &lt;a href="http://www.tayarijones.com/blog/archives/2008/01/andrew_ervins_m.html"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; for details. I first round the recipe on Maud Newton's &lt;a href="http://maudnewton.com/blog/?p=8210"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt;, which I adore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Macaroni and cheese is sort of a cultural thumbprint.  How you make it shows exactly who you are and where you are from.   &lt;p&gt;This is a recipe for southern macaroni and cheese, which means it is baked. I also want to say that it is a traditionally African-American version, in as it does not contain breadcrumbs. I am hesitant about the last part because I am sure that I will get an email from some black person who detests stereotypes or generalizations of any kind. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So, for the sake of keeping the holiday peace, I am going to say that it is a southern mac and cheese. And it is really really delicious. I promise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10 oz of elbow macaroni&lt;br /&gt;6 oz sharp cheddar cheese, grated&lt;br /&gt;6 oz mild cheddar, grated&lt;br /&gt;1 stick of butter&lt;br /&gt;4 eggs&lt;br /&gt;1 cup whole milk *&lt;br /&gt;½ cup evaporated milk&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp salt&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp pepper&lt;br /&gt;pinch of paprika&lt;br /&gt;½ small onion diced (optional)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Preheat oven to 350. Whip eggs in small bowl and put aside. Mix cheeses in small bowl and put aside.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Boil pasta in LARGE pot and drain off most of the water. While pasta in still steaming, stir in the butter and about ¾ of the cheese. Stir until everything is all melty. Add salt, pepper, and paprika. (This is your last opportunity to taste, so please do.) Next add eggs, and all milk. You can add the onion now, if you like. The whole concoction should be really soupy. Stir, stir and stir some more.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Pour mixture into a casserole dish and bake for about 30 minutes. It will rise like soufflé, so make sure that your dish is big enough. Carefully open the oven and slide the rack out halfway so you can sprinkle the remaining cheese on top. Continue to bake about another ten minutes until the cheese is bubbly. Take it out of the oven and let it sit about 10-15 minutes while it sets.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;* Dieters can substitute skim or 2% milk and the butter can be cut down by half. You might be able to scale back the cheese a little, but just use less cheese, not a 2% or fat free.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://www.andrewervin.com/2008/01/tayari-joness-mac-cheese.html</link><author>Andrew Ervin</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158124.post-33636690310355075</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 Dec 2007 16:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-11T15:54:54.006-06:00</atom:updated><title>My Favorite Books of 2007</title><description>An incomplete list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fiction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris Abani, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Song for Night &lt;/span&gt;(Akashic)&lt;br /&gt;Amiri Baraka, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tales of the Out and the Gone&lt;/span&gt; (Akashic)&lt;br /&gt;Ron Currie Jr., &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;God is Dead&lt;/span&gt; (Viking)&lt;br /&gt;Trinie Dalton, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Unicorn is Born&lt;/span&gt; (Abrams)&lt;br /&gt;Steve Erickson, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Zeroville&lt;/span&gt; (Europa Editions)&lt;br /&gt;Percival Everett, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Water Cure&lt;/span&gt; (Graywolf)&lt;br /&gt;Denis Johnson, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tree of Smoke&lt;/span&gt; (FSG)&lt;br /&gt;Geoffrey Household, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rogue Male&lt;/span&gt; (NYRB)&lt;br /&gt;Bohumil Hrabal, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I Served the Kind of England&lt;/span&gt; (New Directions)&lt;br /&gt;Travis Jeppesen, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wolf at the Door&lt;/span&gt; (Twisted Spoon P)&lt;br /&gt;Gyula Krúdy, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sunfolwer&lt;/span&gt; (NYRB)&lt;br /&gt;Rick Moody, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Right Livelihoods: Three Novellas&lt;/span&gt; (Little, Brown)&lt;br /&gt;Stewart O'Nan, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Last Night at the Lobster&lt;/span&gt; (Viking)&lt;br /&gt;Aaron Petrovich, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Session&lt;/span&gt; (Hotel St. George)&lt;br /&gt;Lydie Salvayre, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Power of Flie&lt;/span&gt;s (Dalkey Archive P)&lt;br /&gt;Selah Saterstrom, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Meat and Spirit Plan&lt;/span&gt; (Coffee House P)&lt;br /&gt;Jim Shepard, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Like You'd Understand, Anyway&lt;/span&gt; (Knopf)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nonfiction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roland Barthes, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What is Sport?&lt;/span&gt; (Yale UP)&lt;br /&gt;Madison Smartt Bell, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Toussaint Louverture&lt;/span&gt; (Pantheon)&lt;br /&gt;Herodotus, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Landmark Herodotus&lt;/span&gt; (Pantheon)&lt;br /&gt;A.M. Homes, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Mistress's Daughter&lt;/span&gt; (Viking)&lt;br /&gt;Sally Jenkis, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Real All Americans:  The Team that Changed a Game, a People, a Nation&lt;/span&gt; (Doubleday)&lt;br /&gt;Deborah Kapchan, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Traveling Spirit Masters: Moroccan Gnawa Trance and Music in the Global Marketplace&lt;/span&gt; (Wesleyan UP)&lt;br /&gt;Thomas Merton, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;New Seeds of Contemplation&lt;/span&gt; (New Directions)&lt;br /&gt;Peter Nádas, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fire and Knowledge&lt;/span&gt; (FSG)&lt;br /&gt;Henry David Thoreau, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To Myself &lt;/span&gt;(Yale UP)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Poetry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabriel Gudding, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rhode Island Notebook&lt;/span&gt; (Dalkey Archive P)&lt;br /&gt;Ron Silliman, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Age of Huts (Compleat)&lt;/span&gt; (U of California P)&lt;br /&gt;Victor Segalen, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stèles&lt;/span&gt; (Wesleyan UP)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;            &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3 2007 Books I Still Want to Read&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robert Stone, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Prime Green: Remembering the Sixties&lt;/span&gt; (Ecco)&lt;br /&gt;Paul Verhaeghen, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Omega Minor&lt;/span&gt; (Dalkey Archive P)&lt;br /&gt;William T. Vollmann, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Poor People&lt;/span&gt; (Ecco)&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;W&lt;/o:p&gt;hat am I forgetting?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://www.andrewervin.com/2007/12/my-favorite-books-of-2007.html</link><author>Andrew Ervin</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158124.post-5391251163143948848</guid><pubDate>Wed, 05 Dec 2007 14:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-06T12:11:09.107-06:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>short story</category><title>"The Phillie Phanatic" in Fiction International</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My short story "The Phillie Phanatic," about the sordid inner life of the beloved baseball mascot, is in the new issue of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Fiction International&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;.  It begins:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I have been set on fire and pushed down these steep cinderblock steps.&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The people here have snapped the bones of my arms and kicked my stomach.&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;My heavy fur doesn’t help—it just makes the sweat and stink and daily humiliation even more insufferable.&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;On a muggy East Coast night I can feel the weight of this entire city pressing me down into the toxic and overly manicured field from which the heat rises in a blinding, swiggling haze.&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;My life has become a carnivalesque nightmare from which I cannot awaken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For twenty-eight years I have been imprisoned:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;an eternity of solitary, lugubrious winters and sweltering &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Philadelphia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; summers. I ask myself sometimes which is worse and I have found in myself no suitable answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I owe a world of thanks to my teacher and friend &lt;a href="http://www.english.uiuc.edu/mfa/content/faculty/apetty.shtml"&gt;Audrey Petty&lt;/a&gt;, who helped me a great deal with this story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/5/08:  The issue is available &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1879691787?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=fictionintern-20&amp;amp;linkCode=as2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325&amp;amp;creativeASIN=1879691787"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Please buy a copy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://www.andrewervin.com/2007/12/phillie-phanatic-in-fiction.html</link><author>Andrew Ervin</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158124.post-4752148902002767530</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 Nov 2007 13:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-06T12:11:41.365-06:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>book review</category><title>Philadelphia Inquirer // The Water Cure by Percival Everett</title><description>Frank Wilson over at my hometown &lt;em&gt;Philadelphia Inquirer&lt;/em&gt; was nice enough to let me &lt;a href="http://www.philly.com/inquirer/entertainment/books/20071118_Father_seeks_to_avenge_childs_death.html"&gt;review&lt;/a&gt; Percival Everett's latest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Consider yourself warned: &lt;em&gt;The Water Cure&lt;/em&gt; will keep you awake at night for however long it takes you to read it and likely for a significant amount of time afterward. The novel, part revenge fantasy and part treatise on ancient philosophy, details the emotional devastation of a father beset on all sides by trouble and tragedy. It is at times violent, blasphemous, crude, juvenile, indecent, hilarious, upsetting - and altogether captivating, so to speak, for those very reasons.&lt;/blockquote&gt;11/27: Conversational Reading is &lt;a href="http://www.conversationalreading.com/2007/11/sorrentinoesque.html"&gt;discussing&lt;/a&gt; the review today. Some people over there aren't thrilled about my comparison of Everett to Gilbert Sorrentino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11/28: My review has been reprinted in today's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lexington Herald-Leader&lt;/span&gt; and the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Centre Daily Times&lt;/span&gt; in State College, PA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12/5: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PopMatters&lt;/span&gt; has also &lt;a href="http://www.popmatters.com/pm/books/reviews/51684/the-water-cure-by-percival-everett/"&gt;republished&lt;/a&gt; this review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12/7: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Minneapolis Star-Tribune&lt;/span&gt; too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12/28: This review is all over the damn place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12/16: San Jose Mercury News.</description><link>http://www.andrewervin.com/2007/11/philadelphia-inquirer-water-cure-by.html</link><author>Andrew Ervin</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158124.post-613819072682528199</guid><pubDate>Sun, 11 Nov 2007 15:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-06T12:12:11.525-06:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>book review</category><title>Miami Herald // Song for Night by Chris Abani</title><description>&lt;blockquote&gt;Abani writes like a man possessed by demons, but his fiction doesn't attempt to exorcize them so much as welcome and understand and times actively love them. His characters frequently experience moments of ecstatic release, and in &lt;em&gt;Song for Night&lt;/em&gt; we get thoroughly caught up in a few of our own. This novella doesn't simply blur the lines between the real and the unreal -- or the real and the hyperreal -- but instead makes us question if those distinctions ever truly existed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;The revie&lt;a href="javascript:void(0)" tabindex="10" onclick="return false;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;w is &lt;a href="http://www.miamiherald.com/215/v-print/story/302268.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.</description><link>http://www.andrewervin.com/2007/11/miami-herald-song-for-night-by-chris.html</link><author>Andrew Ervin</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158124.post-1253322734841081769</guid><pubDate>Thu, 01 Nov 2007 18:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-01T13:13:30.209-05:00</atom:updated><title>The Believer // Zeroville by Steve Erickson</title><description>The first two paragraphs of my review are online &lt;a href="http://www.believermag.com/issues/200711/?read=review_erickson"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. It's a beautiful novel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If there’s a surrealist quality to his fiction, it’s likely because Erickson recognizes as well as any artist working today the surrealist quality of our real world."</description><link>http://www.andrewervin.com/2007/11/believer-zeroville-by-steve-erickson.html</link><author>Andrew Ervin</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158124.post-3724132576793643556</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Sep 2007 19:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-12T14:58:28.335-05:00</atom:updated><title>Miami Herald // Tree of Smoke by Denis Johnson</title><description>&lt;blockquote&gt;I'm not sure there's been a better Vietnam novel since William Eastlake's &lt;em&gt;The Bamboo Bed&lt;/em&gt;. Honestly, I can't be sure that there's been a better American novel published in the past 10 years. Johnson understands the conflicts at the heart of the American psyche, and in &lt;em&gt;Tree of Smoke&lt;/em&gt; he delivers the sort of historical novel that not only shows us where we've been but also shines a light on where we're going. It is a masterpiece.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Read the whole &lt;a href="http://www.miamiherald.com/215/v-print/story/232057.html"&gt;review&lt;/a&gt;, if you feel like it.</description><link>http://www.andrewervin.com/2007/09/miami-herald-tree-of-smoke-by-denis.html</link><author>Andrew Ervin</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158124.post-2716755221631044361</guid><pubDate>Thu, 06 Sep 2007 13:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-06T08:51:19.720-05:00</atom:updated><title>Hobart // Interview with Rick Moody</title><description>The entire interview is &lt;a href="http://hobartpulp.com/website/september/moody.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.</description><link>http://www.andrewervin.com/2007/09/hobart-interview-with-rick-moody.html</link><author>Andrew Ervin</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158124.post-7904679159810956978</guid><pubDate>Tue, 04 Sep 2007 19:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-04T14:11:57.925-05:00</atom:updated><title>The Believer // God is Dead by Ron Currie Jr.</title><description>The full review is available &lt;a href="http://www.believermag.com/issues/200709/?read=review_currie"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;  It's a great book.</description><link>http://www.andrewervin.com/2007/09/believer-god-is-dead-by-ron-currie-jr.html</link><author>Andrew Ervin</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158124.post-5618418968880955797</guid><pubDate>Tue, 04 Sep 2007 18:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-04T13:39:21.669-05:00</atom:updated><title>Truthiness in Advertising</title><description>On 2/8/07, I reviewed Richard North Patterson's novel &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Exile&lt;/span&gt; for the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;New York Times Book Review&lt;/span&gt;. It read, it part:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"I won’t ruin the ending for you because Patterson accomplishes that all on his own, revealing way too much way too soon. And yet, despite its occasionally gastropodous pacing, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Exile&lt;/span&gt; delivers the sort of torn-from-the-headlines story Patterson’s fans have come to expect."&lt;/blockquote&gt;An ad in today's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;NY Times&lt;/span&gt; for the paperback editions quotes that review:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Torn from the headlines . . . &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Exile&lt;/span&gt; delivers.  --&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The New York Times Book Review&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://www.andrewervin.com/2007/09/truthiness-in-advertising.html</link><author>Andrew Ervin</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158124.post-1775611250362099226</guid><pubDate>Sun, 24 Jun 2007 12:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-07-07T20:53:31.068-05:00</atom:updated><title>Philadelphia Inquirer // The Age of Huts (compleat) by Ron Silliman</title><description>&lt;blockquote&gt;Silliman is actively reshaping what poetry means and causing us to rethink the very nature of language. Can you ask for more than that from any artist? If &lt;i&gt;The Age of Huts&lt;/i&gt; provides any indication, we're witnessing the development of what is sure to be a defining literary project of the postmodern era. Good luck, reader.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Read the review &lt;a href="http://www.philly.com/inquirer/entertainment/books/20070624_Ron_Silliman__making_poetry__unmaking_rules.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, please. And have a look at Silliman's &lt;a href="http://ronsilliman.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7/5/07: &lt;a href="http://www.popmatters.com/pm/books/reviews/43531/the-age-of-huts-compleat-by-ron-silliman/"&gt;PopMatters&lt;/a&gt; has apparently republished the review. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7/7/07: I'm big in &lt;a href="http://www.taiwannews.com.tw/etn/news_content.php?id=481463&amp;lang=eng_news&amp;amp;amp;cate_img=186.jpg&amp;amp;cate_rss=Arts,Entertainment_WORLD"&gt;Taiwan&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://www.andrewervin.com/2007/06/philadelphia-inquirer-age-of-huts.html</link><author>Andrew Ervin</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158124.post-995896973485050935</guid><pubDate>Sun, 17 Jun 2007 15:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-22T09:55:26.410-05:00</atom:updated><title>Washington Post Book World // 4 Sports Books</title><description>I &lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2007/06/14/AR2007061401768_2.html"&gt;reviewed&lt;/a&gt; 4 books about sports for the 6/17 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Washington Post Book World&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Real All Americans:  The Team that Changed a Game, a People, a Nation by Sally Jenkins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1941:  The Greatest Year in Sports by Mike Vaccaro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maradona:  The Autobiography of Soccer's Greatest and Most Controversial Star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tales from Q School:  Inside Golf's Fifth Major by John Feinstein&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial,Helvetica;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://www.andrewervin.com/2007/06/washington-post-book-world-4-sports_21.html</link><author>Andrew Ervin</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158124.post-7386553797546754038</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 May 2007 21:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-06-13T17:31:02.206-05:00</atom:updated><title>Oxford Magazine // "Self-Portrait"</title><description>The venerable &lt;a href="http://community.muohio.edu/oxmag/node/22"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oxford Magazine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; has just published my story "Self-Portrait" in their 2007 issue. Not sure, but I think that's where Andre Dubus published his final story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7/9/07: &lt;a href="http://www.petelit.com/2007/06/writings_here_t.html"&gt;PeteLit&lt;/a&gt; was nice enough to call the story, "a sharp piece of metafiction which suggests that the narrator might have a viable career as an art thief, should his writing career not materialize as hoped."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7/10/07: I'm incredibly flattered to see that Dan Wickett has discussed "Self-Portrait" on the &lt;a href="http://emergingwriters.typepad.com/emerging_writers_network/2007/06/short_story_mon.html"&gt;Emerging Writer's Network&lt;/a&gt; blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;To date I've had the pleasure of reading four or five of Ervin's stories, and each one is wildly different from the rest of the pack. This time around the narrator claims to be somebody who has taken on the person of one Andrew Ervin, and even goes so far as to link, within this story, to online efforts attributed to Andrew Ervin (stories, book reviews, etc.). [...] The story is entertaining, witty, and as one expects from Ervin, well-written.&lt;/blockquote&gt;7/11/07:  Brian Kornell at (Plan B) was nice enough to &lt;a href="http://briankornell.blogspot.com/2007/06/alternate-histories.html"&gt;plug&lt;/a&gt; "Self-Portrait."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7/12/07: The Ninth Letter &lt;a href="http://ninthletter.blogspot.com/2007/06/go-read-this.html"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; has also linked to "Self-Portrait" &amp;amp; included a photo from my recent trip to Budapest. The very bad-ass editor there, my pal Jodee Stanley, also mentioned it on her personal &lt;a href="http://jodeestanley.blogspot.com/2007/06/check-this-story.html"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;, Minor Arcana. (For the record, I'm one of the fiction readers at 9L.)</description><link>http://www.andrewervin.com/2007/04/oxford-magazine-self-portrait.html</link><author>Andrew Ervin</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158124.post-6059197670946287794</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 Apr 2007 15:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-06-19T10:45:33.364-05:00</atom:updated><title>Miami Herald // The Session by Aaron Petrovich</title><description>I wrote up Aaron Petrovich's debut &lt;em&gt;The Session&lt;/em&gt; for the &lt;em&gt;Miami Herald&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;In terms of style, &lt;em&gt;The Session&lt;/em&gt; is likely to bring to mind the absurdist drama of Vaclav Havel or Wallace Shawn or even Samuel Beckett as directed by a young and still intellectually constipated Ingmar Bergman. Little wonder that Petrovich is himself a playwright whose work has been staged in several New York City festivals, as his ear for dialogue is astounding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://www.andrewervin.com/2007/04/miami-herald-session-by-aaron-petrovich.html</link><author>Andrew Ervin</author></item></channel></rss>