Book Reviews

Jess is a contributing reviewer for Lunate lit mag, enjoying new releases from  independent presses, new voices, queer   lit, and/or literature in translation. Direct links below, but please do check out the rest of the great contributions from the Review team at www.lunate.co.uk/reviews. Support your local indies.

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"Fraia’s prose is at turns meditative, mournful, and dreamlike; both a detached voiceover commentary, and a rough confession of disappointed desires."

Am I In The Right Place?
Ben Pester
Boiler House Press: 05/2021

"an unnerving, intelligent, very funny, and often horrific labyrinth of contemporary unease. With this collection, we meet a writer with the skill and confidence to capture the disquiet of disintegrating truths"

Terminal Boredom
Izumi Suzuki
(tr. Polly Barton, Sam Bett, David Boyd, Daniel Joseph, Aiko Masubuchi, Helen O'Horan)
Verso: 04/2021

"a spiky, timeless, and timely collection of psychologically astute speculative fiction. "

Dryland
Sarah Jaffe
Cipher Press: 03/2021

"a shining, drizzled, indie love-song of queer joy; a bruised deep blue B-side to consume in one sitting then set on repeat; shouting along to the plaintive refrain you always knew you always knew. "

Riverrun: 01/2021

"His story is many stories: and stories not only as histories but also celebrations, warnings, prophecies. "

There's No Such Thing as an Easy Job
Kikuko Tsumura, (tr.Polly Barton)
Bloomsbury: 11/2020

"Mesmeric, funny, wry, delightful – this is a novel to help the millennials find their own paths through the world they’ve inherited. That’s, well… it’s no easy job. "

Boy Parts
Influx: 07/2020

"an assured and complex debut that tempts and teases you always a little deeper, your eyes unable to be drawn away."

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"Somerville is unafraid of disrupting the picturesque — to show us what happens alone in the darkness, with only the roar of the waves."

"We take pause in the author’s mastery of the language of the mundane: ‘…soup. Marriage soup. A soup of stones’."

"The impact – the form left against the eyelids – of this modern classic will remain long after you leave. Against the incessant roar of tides in your ears: the last index of salt, and steps, and dark halls against starlight. Careful. Do not lose your way. Do not lose yourself."