From the title, readers might guess that Khanh Ha's first novel, Flesh, will be of a visceral nature. And from the cover image, with a young woman's neck and shoulders and long braid disappearing into wafts of smoke, readers will suspect a romantic tale. Once they learn that it takes
Abhay sits on the grass in front of a bar, on the opening page of And Laughter Fell From the Sky. Harper Collins, 2012 The five-lane highway across from Kent State University is as hectic as the afternoon rush in Grand Central Station was, one hundred years ago, in
Who does Rose think she is? Either the question has been asked of her, or she has asked it of herself, throughout her life. It's fitting that the final story give voice to that. It's also fitting that the reader feels the question has been half-answered in the final paragraph
Let me begin by saying that the cover of this novel is perfect. Juliet, with her eyes closed: she could be anywhere, but in assembling an understanding of the world around her, images from her time in Nicaragua serve as a foundation. And the vivid imagery: the combination of photographs
It's not this bad. I haven't subscribed to "The New Yorker" for a year now. It's not that bad. But maybe it's close. 63 magazines. When I actually started reading them at the beginning of June, I was rightly chuffed. Beginning with the most recent issues, I was reading backwards,
