"The concept behind Winesburg, Indiana seems almost impossible to pull off: asking an all-star roster of small and major press writers to contribute work to a fabulist linked story collection. . . .The collection makes the argument that Indiananot to mention the greater Midwestis more than just flyover country."
William O'Rourke
Winesburg, Indiana may, or may not, speak with a forked tongue, or, at least, a tongue planted firmly in a cheek, but this compelling compendium also accomplishes the necessary task of surprising readers with an alternate Indiana. Here you will find thirty of Indiana's most articulate observers and writers full of sass and humor as they take on a host of contemporary stereotypes, spinning them on their heads and leaving any reader dizzy with admiration.
Salvatore Pane]]>
The concept behind Winesburg, Indiana seems almost impossible to pull off: asking an all-star roster of small and major press writers to contribute work to a fabulist linked story collection. . . .The collection makes the argument that Indiananot to mention the greater Midwestis more than just flyover country.
Lex Williford
This book is funny as hell, and beneath its humor are contemporary grotesques who deepen our understanding of the human condition, making us look unflinchingly at the darker side of human nature and human loneliness, that universally felt alienation common to isolated, repressed Midwestern towns and therefore to almost any small town anywhere in the world.
Jan Maher
You may be able to fly over Winesburg, Indiana, but more challenged to take it at ground level, where the Fork River cuts like a knife through the flat terrain. You may find that Winesburg, once discovered, is not easy to leave. A host of characters give voice to their wildest dreams, their dreariest defeats, their sweetest triumphs. The voices of forty denizens hold you in their home town, page after page.
Lex Williford]]>
This book is funny as hell, and beneath its humor are contemporary grotesques who deepen our understanding of the human condition, making us look unflinchingly at the darker side of human nature and human loneliness, that universally felt alienation common to isolated, repressed Midwestern towns and therefore to almost any small town anywhere in the world.
Colin Rafferty
Michael Martone, Bryan Furness, and their team of cartographers have taken their pens and knives to the town of Winesburg, Indiana to map out the varieties of human experience lived on the Fork River. They have succeeded in drawing a new prime meridian by which we may chart our joys and sorrows in these short fictions—plotting the intersections of trains and post office murals, cats and young lovers, faith healers and former high school football stars—finally discovering our own selves counted among the townspeople.
Jan Maher]]>
You may be able to fly over Winesburg, Indiana, but more challenged to take it at ground level, where the Fork River cuts like a knife through the flat terrain. You may find that Winesburg, once discovered, is not easy to leave. A host of characters give voice to their wildest dreams, their dreariest defeats, their sweetest triumphs. The voices of forty denizens hold you in their home town, page after page.
Salvatore Pane
The concept behind Winesburg, Indiana seems almost impossible to pull off: asking an all-star roster of small and major press writers to contribute work to a fabulist linked story collection. . . .The collection makes the argument that Indiana—not to mention the greater Midwest—is more than just flyover country.
Zach Tyler Vickers
'Virginal' reconstructions, alien scat collectors, manchildren and toenail-eating reverends. Winesburg, Indiana reads like a lung—it expands and holds the big emotions of its many lives; each exhale is an inhabitant, inhabiting. It exists. It will continue to exist, cease and desist demand be damned.
Colin Rafferty]]>
Michael Martone, Bryan Furness, and their team of cartographers have taken their pens and knives to the town of Winesburg, Indiana to map out the varieties of human experience lived on the Fork River. They have succeeded in drawing a new prime meridian by which we may chart our joys and sorrows in these short fictionsplotting the intersections of trains and post office murals, cats and young lovers, faith healers and former high school football starsfinally discovering our own selves counted among the townspeople.
William O'Rourke]]>
Winesburg, Indiana may, or may not, speak with a forked tongue, or, at least, a tongue planted firmly in a cheek, but this compelling compendium also accomplishes the necessary task of surprising readers with an alternate Indiana. Here you will find thirty of Indiana's most articulate observers and writers full of sass and humor as they take on a host of contemporary stereotypes, spinning them on their heads and leaving any reader dizzy with admiration.
Zach Tyler Vickers]]>
'Virginal' reconstructions, alien scat collectors, manchildren and toenail-eating reverends. Winesburg, Indiana reads like a lungit expands and holds the big emotions of its many lives; each exhale is an inhabitant, inhabiting. It exists. It will continue to exist, cease and desist demand be damned.