A masterfully collaged prose object, Gabriel Blackwell’s Madeleine E. (Outpost19) defies categorization, privileging fusion and hybridity while also openly displaying…
A David Bowie of Literature?
Is there a David Bowie of literature?—such an asinine question, as dumb as asking, “Is there a Virginia Woolf of…
From Madeleine E.
[INT. Scottie’s Bedroom (NIGHT)] … There is no dead matter. Lifelessness is only a disguise behind which hide unknown forms…
Big Other’s Birthday Tribute to William H. Gass, 2012
It’s probably too easy a move to begin my very brief remarks about Gass’s use of architecture as a metaphor…
Gabriel Blackwell’s “Literary Pillars”
I embarked on a list-led reading quest over a decade ago—not with Gass’s list, but with Borges’s (“A Personal Library”)—but…
Q and A: Writer Gabriel Blackwell, Portland
In Q and A, I try to get at something valuable from my fellow writers, by asking just a single…
Best of 2011, Part 1
A few days ago, I reached out to writers and other artists across the country to provide me with a…
Gabriel Blackwell on Stanley Elkin’s Boswell
ABOUT BOSWELL I am, by way of introduction, perpetually adjunct; not quite ad hoc, still not joined. Inessential. A barnacle,…