THE POETICS OF THE FLUID SELF: MÓNICA-RAMÓN RÍOS’ “CARS ON FIRE,”
Arguably, reading literature in translation can be compared to a leap of faith. Faith in the skilled voice and resources of the translator, faith in…
In Memory of Memory, Maria Stepanova
There is something hypnotically contemporary about In Memory of Memory which is hard to pin down. And in that regard it is the most unexpected…
The Death of Vazir-Mukhtar, Yury Tynyanov
Because there is an element of biography to the main character in this book, you may be fooled into thinking you need to know more…
Petersburg, by Andrey Bely
How do you break into the fabric of a text that was written in such distant times and geographies about a city you’ve never been…
The Enchanted Night: There’s more to Transylvania than vampires
The first thing I heard about Miklós Bánffy is that he was known as the Hungarian Tolstoy. Needless to say I was immediately intrigued. The…
The pleasures of doing Jane Austen wrong
How many points in misogyny credits do you get for preemptively disliking Jane Austen? Is the patriarchy in me working its evil ways into clouding…