Author: Heavy Feather

“Call It the Melodrama of Starting Out”: An Interview with Jack Christian by Gabe Durham

Most of my favorite booky conversations with Jack Christian took place on a disc golf course connected to a dog park that was a couple miles away from our respective homes in Northampton, MA. The quiet of the woods plus the beers in our backpacks really encouraged the kind discursive arts conversation I can only…
Sam Price on Chelsea Martin’s Even Though I Don’t Miss You: “Love Songs Are Always Written in Solitude”

And good poems are often written from bad places. This book of poems by Chelsea Martin is both a re-examination of a failed relationship and a kind of addendum. Martin’s protagonist isn’t working to get the last word like a selfish lover hoping to exonerate herself, but more like a sociologist interested in her behavior…
Colony Collapse, fiction by J.A. Tyler, reviewed by Kate Kimball

“I started the search for my brother by building a house,” the narrator begins in J.A. Tyler’s book of prose, Colony Collapse. And, though the narrator starts his search with building, he also burns, demolishes, and rebuilds. It is through these actions that the reader is able to enter the strange, dreamlike, and disembodied world…
How We Light, poetry by Nick Sturm, reviewed by Dillon J. Welch

“ … I haven’t even opened my copy of Nick Sturm’s How We Light because he is one of those rare poets that terrify me. I get terrified because I know as soon as I start reading I’ll be his, I’ll be within his vocal set, and it will take weeks to get out, to…
“It Seemed to Make Sense with How I View the World”: An Interview with Dash Shaw by Jason Teal

*Ed.’s Note: Click images to view larger sizes. I first witnessed Dash Shaw’s comics on the Fantagraphics tumblr, a tumblr which, if you follow HFR there, you know I subject to many reblogs. It was a few panels featuring President Obama, quickly followed by a succession of posts promoting New School (Fantagraphics, 2013), his latest…
Swamp Isthmus, poetry by Joshua Marie Wilkinson, reviewed by Ally Harris

Illuminated by “lampmatch,” Swamp Ithsmus is poems of the inevitability of fleeting encounters in a foggy suburban landscape. Though assuredly more subtle than the way I’ve articulated it, all the women in Ithsmus have already stood from the bed by the time I discern their silhouette, and it is in that space between two people…
Tampa, a novel by Alissa Nutting, reviewed by Erin McKnight

Amid the hype for this eagerly awaited and in some cases already reviled summer release, the reader launching into Tampa may as well be Alissa Nutting’s pathological protagonist readying for her first day of teaching. The difference is that the reader will surely not prepare by means of “an excited loop of hushed masturbation” beside…
“Lennon and the Spectacles of Fandom”: An Interview with Christopher Bundy by Daniel J. Cecil

I recently re-watched Sophia Coppola’s Lost in Translation. I was house sitting for someone with a television. It was on Netflix. Sue me. I don’t know why I chose that movie in particular. There were hundreds of things to choose from–but there I was watching this strangely pre-9/11 post 9/11 film. Maybe I wanted to…
My One Square Inch of Alaska, a novel by Sharon Short, reviewed by Merridawn Duckler

There was a time, in the not too distant past a pernicious form of lexical sexism permeated the bookshelves. It constituted a whole different version of putting women in their place. By this I mean, their place on that self-same bookshelf. It went something like this: Tales where the protagonist was a male adolescent, i.e.…