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For Vol.1, I reviewed Tao Lin’s Shoplifting From American Apparel. One bit of the review goes something like this: Lin’s Shoplifting From American Apparel has no flights of fancy: no talking bears, no magic-realist interludes. The novella opens with the daily routine of its protagonist, a writer named Sam: waking in the mid-afternoon, he logs … Continue reading

One: Nick Antosca profiles Tao Lin for The Daily Beast. Ethics and literary feuds are discussed. Two: Blake Butler announces that he’s signed a two-book deal with Harper Perennial, which is all kinds of impressive. Dan Wickett provides commentary.

I’ve already rambled a bit about Nick Antosca’s Midnight Picnic, one of the most memorably unsettling books I’ve read in a while. At MobyLives, Tao Lin interviewed Antosca; their conversation heads into Antosca’s writing process and covers pretty much everything novel-length he’s written. Particularly of interest is how Midnight Picnic was written and how some … Continue reading