This is the kind of book you don’t realize is as good as it is until it’s over. Then suddenly you want every book you read to make you feel like this. While clearly adorable, it also brings to life the fact that insecurities - at every age - are what keep people from showing love and being kind. That it works as both an intense story of class, race, and abuse and a superbly cute love story is what makes it so good.
Relentless and unforgiving, Jesus’ Son manages to function as both drug-addled tragedy and absurdist comedy. Oddly like nothing else.
With a deep well of humanity beneath it and a propelling force behind it, Bellies and Buffalos takes you on a ride and drops you off feeling healed from the journey. It is sweet and funny and in no way pretentious. With characters so visceral, you’ll set the book down and feel like you’ve touched each of their bellies.
It’s not often that I finish a book in a single day, but This is Between Us is a book too good to be taken in moderation. Following the small moments of a single relationship, it somehow manages to transcend its simple plot-line and open a magic portal to encompass the very idea of relationships. It holds the microscope so close that reading it sometimes feels like looking at the love lives of another species or an alien race. It’s an expansive work built out of silly sex scenes, insecure arguments, and all the things that don’t get said in polite conversation.
Telling the rags-to-riches story of the “First Family of Country Music,” Don’t Forget This Song is as much a biography as it is an immersing trip into bygone eras of American life. Beyond the stories that are told, the book plays with narrative conventions and comic panel work to make something that feels like a piece of the past. A decade in the making, this is an obsessively-researched book that manages to be as tender as it is intricate.
Capturing the odd pride that comes from being familiar with where you come from, All-American Poem shines an ecstatic light on vast oceans of contradiction. It is, at turns, hilarious, sexy, and strangely profound. But its tenderness is what makes it all work together so well. At its best, the book is a re-interpretation of intimacy in all its forms. The ways we seek it, shy away from it, and find it in ways that are different than we ever expected.
Actual Air is one of those books of poetry that everyone should read. If only to think about that elusive idea of “what poetry can be.” The book often reads like a paradox about accessibility and experimentation. It’s John Cage writing a pop song.
While performing this feat, Berman also gives good reasons to question why these poems are poems and why they’re not short films, a series of photographs, a novel, a comic book. Since these ideas could be anything, why poetry?
There is nothing here that asks you to change your mind on anything. But, instead, it’s as if the book is saying, “There’s a different way to think about these things. It’s over here, let me show you.”
I read Fierce Attachments as if I were reading a thriller - my eyes stumbling over the words on the page, constantly trying to read it faster. Rarely was it the story pulling me forward, but the immense pleasure of reading Vivian Gornick. Her prose deserves slow, measured, careful reading, but is so sweet that I can’t stop myself from taking it in large spoonfuls.
A classic of modern memoir, Fierce Attachments was ahead of its time in 1987 and remains exciting because Gornick writes the characters from her life in a way that shows the complexities of each person. There are no clear-cut heroes and villians here, just a lot of people trying to figure out how to be strong and kind at the same time.
In Bluets, casual over-sharing and scholarly research team up to tell stories of obsession and pain. With a magician’s sleight-of-hand, it’s an incredibly expansive work that can still legitimately claim to be about a single color.
The addictive qualities of The Third Policeman are as mysterious as the story itself. This absurdist comedy is near impossible to put down, but stopping anywhere in the text and actually considering where these ideas may have originated from, or why they are so humorous, will surely leave one baffled. Imagine the most irreverent Monty Python or SCTV skit taken to its furthest extreme and put to paper. Then add equal parts Italo Calvino, Richard Brautigan, Mark Z. Danielewski, and Gertrude Stein and you might be able to imagine the odd brilliance of this book.
The fact that most people have never heard of Jo Ann Beard may be the greatest injustice in modern literature. She is a force, emitting a voice so loud and clear it pulls you in and does not let go. Her work is so fine tuned, but never loses the fact that it’s simply a country girl telling her stories. Somewhere between personal essay, short story, and the poetic descriptions of Steinbeck’s best work, lies The Boys of My Youth - quiet and unassuming, a roundabout meditation on the intersection of mundanity, hilarity, and tragedy.
Because he’s funny, it often gets ignored that David Sedaris is a master of his craft. In his latest book, Let’s Explore Diabetes With Owls, he has created a collection of essays and short “speeches” that no other writer could write. It’s hilarious, tender, and wildly inappropriate. Often at the same time. It’s obsessive, imaginative, with every detail perfectly selected. But all the while he makes it seem like he’s casually rambling, not really trying at all. It’s the type of ease that other writers can only dream of. By far his best book in years.
Why Did I Ever has a thousand quiet little jokes embedded into a story of everything going wrong. It’s not exactly funny, but it’s brilliantly weird enough to make you smile at least once a page. It’s experimental, sure - rumored to be written entirely on notecards - but it’s also completely accesible. The characters that develop out of it are complex, memorable, and by the end you wish everybody wrote like this.
If there was an award for the greatest love story told in the shortest amount of time, it would go to Sherman Alexie. “Do You Know Where I Am?” is 19 pages long, but makes a monument to lifelong love that is as big as if it were 1,000 pages long. It doesn’t pretend love is perfect, or even worth it, but it knocks you off your feet enough to believe that it’s one of the most interesting things a person can do in life.
Casual and unlikely in all the right ways, Kevin Sampsell’s coming-of-age memoir is an addicting ride. The path might be meandering and at times unclear, but in these backroads is where the book’s magic lies. It’s overly honest without trying to be shocking, hilarious and heartbreaking in a way that recognizes that these things just come from being alive. There isn’t one story here, but many. It’s a memoir that allows its readers to add up the pieces, put in their own life, and take away what they will.