”For Millhauser, the supernatural does not restore but reveal.
But he doesn’t seem to want the cross-contamination. That is, they make the choice their culture says they should make, and because of this, they die, tragically. We're reading not just hwarhath fiction, but It seems that Mc Killip is inviting us to ask ourselves: did all those glorious quests really matter? Were they as central to the fate of the world as their protagonists would have us believe? When the end credits roll, I know that I'm meant to go home and distil my impressions into words.
Yet here the credits are, and I don't really feel like I understand what I've just watched.
This makes for an implicit metatextual argument for historical fiction/biography as a whole: you have to conjure one world into the reality of another, and to do so isn't so much about researching and relaying the facts as it is allowing them to calcinate in the imagination.
Mamatas's close relationship to San Francisco and the Bay Area feeds into his descriptions of the city and into the adventures and anecdotes shared by the characters, showing us how we're surrounded by stories and also exchanging stories with our fellow human beings on a daily basis.
In the year 2K16, it’s understood that the bar is high for white writers who choose to tell these stories.
I was expecting to write a review covering multiple points that are generally made in these conversations; by the end, I was just angry.
Each queer union is as hopeless as its heterosexual and straight counterparts.
There is neither judgement nor condemnation, yet at the same time there is an equal lack of celebration or hopefulness. As such, these pieces are necessarily impressionistic and often dreamlike, sacrificing character and plot in favor of style and feeling.
Both Danielewski's fans do and his professional critics consider his work as a particularly intricate key with eyes toward a potential lock; the frame, instead, allows us to situate it on a keyring, and go from there.
(2016), I took the excuse first to reread all the preceding books, and few exercises in revisiting childhood favorites have been so vindicating, so filled with wonder, sorrow, delight, and ultimately joy.
Liu is an outstanding writer, this book is excellent, and when future generations look to exemplify the zeitgeist of early twenty-first century speculative fiction this will be one of the first volumes to which they turn.