The End Of My Life by Vance Bourjaily
Vance Bourjaily | The End Of My Life | When Thomas “Skinner” Galt leaves Greenwich Village to volunteer as an ambulance driver with the British Army, he anticipates the adventure of a lifet
Black Marks by Kirsten Dinnall Hoyte
Kirsten Dinnall Hoyte | Black Marks | ‘In this wonderfully intelligent novel, Kirsten Dinnall Hoyte explores a young woman’s complicated struggle to come to terms with her fractured past.
Wonder Girls by Catherine Jones
Catherine Jones | Wonder Girls | In 1928, Ida Gaze swims the Bristol Channel with the help of her best friend Freda. In 1937, on the instructions of the matron, a nurse at a maternity
The Moon Vow by Hazel Lin
Hazel Lin | The Moon Vow | Dr. Lien-Hua Wu, an Asian gynecologist, attempts to solve a patient’s sexual problems with her husband. She soon discovers the truth through a grueso
The Strange Necessity by Margaret C. Anderson
Margaret C. Anderson | The Strange Necessity | The last installment in her biography, coveringher life in Le Cannet.
Dive by Stacey Donovan
Stacey Donovan | Dive | Sometimes questions have no answers. Fifteen-year old Virginia Dunn discovers this after her dog is run over, her dad is diagnosed with a mysterious i
The Wheel of Earth by Helga Sandburg
Helga Sandburg | The Wheel of Earth | Roughly a third of a long novel of Midwestern rural life deals with the lengthy attachment between Frankie Gaddy and an older woman, Genevieve
The Hand That Cradles The Rock by Rita Mae Brown
Rita Mae Brown | The Hand That Cradles The Rock | As a poet, Brown has a decidedly tin ear. First published in 1971 and 1973 as The Hand that Cradles the Rock and Songs to a Handsome Woman, these poem
Mountain Time by Bernard De Voto
Bernard De Voto | Mountain Time | Mr. De Voto at a lower literary level, if a more surely successful one, with a surgeon’s story and a love story sustained by a fair amount of emotiona
Bhopal Dance by Jennifer Natalya Fink
Jennifer Natalya Fink | Bhopal Dance | An imaginative, erotic rethinking of Bhopal’s disaster–and perhaps our own
On the night of December 2, in the midst of the Reaganomic era, a