John Adam Wasowicz’s Daingerfield Island was featured in the recent editions of the Alexandria Gazette Packet and Publishers Weekly! In the Gazette Packet, Wasowicz shares some insight into his writing process, and talks about one of his novel’s important threads—good vs. evil. The Publishers Weekly review steps into Wasowicz’s career as a trial attorney, and how that is “put to good use” within the book.
BrickHouse Books’ Prose Editor recently reviewed Erin Adair-Hodges’ debut poetry collection, Let’s All Die Happy (University of Pittsburgh Press, 2017), in the Winter 2017 edition of the Adirondack Review. You can read the review online here: adirondackreview.homestead.com.
The Beacon recently reviewed John Adam Wasowicz’s Daingerfield Island, calling it “riveting” and warning readers that they’ll “have trouble putting this book down between chapters, so plan on reading it in one sitting.” We agree!
You can read the review in its entirety on the Beacon’s website. If you’d like to pick up a signed copy of Daingerfield Island, see our Events page for upcoming signings and appearances by John Adam Wasowicz!
“What powers the work of Carroll is bold truth, intellectual firepower, and emotional experiences that raise good dust — after the settling, nothing is the same.” — Grace Cavalieri, Washington Independent Review of Books
Grace Cavalieri’s recent review of Doritt Carroll’s sorry you are not an instant winner reads like the poetry that appears in her monthly column. Head over to WIRoBooks and read why Cavalieri calls Carroll’s writing something she “won’t forget.”
Charles Rammelkamp, our prose editor here at BHB, recently reviewed Shirley J. Brewer’s Bistro in Another Realm. The review appears in the August edition of The Lake. Rammelkamp’s insightful review highlights Brewer’s masterful musicality and humor. You can read the review here.
Shirley J. Brewer is an accomplished Baltimore poet currently in residence at the Carver Center for the Arts & Technology. Bistro in Another Realm is her latest collection of poems.
Featured on Washington Independent Review Of Books, Grace Cavalieri reviewed Doritt Carroll’s GLTTL STP while showcasing Carroll’s poems.
Check out Cavalieri’s review below:
The title stands for glottal stop, a choking sound produced in the throat; and the words’ conversion to a book title without vowels is just one sample of a woman who is a risk taker and a safety net all it once. Dorrit Carroll is sublime. What does she do and how does she do it? First, we start with the quality of her mind – the poem cannot be any better than the person who presses it into being. Her mind is like a giant constellation from which tiny zodiacs occur perfectly formed.
From the poem father:
… I say that I can’t miss you/because you are inside me/is it your lips/or mine/that press together/as if they are sealing off/an envelope of disappointment//your or my finicky way/of straightening a desk/pinching each paperclip/between thumb and forefinger/as if it’s a dead fly//and whose measuring eyes/appraise me/from the mirror//composed/perhaps/to a fault
Or look at this poem titled p.m.:
the night you/ gurgled yourself dead/your breaths sounded like/bubbles blown through a stroll//as if the milk of you were being drunk /by a greedy child somewhere/with no manners// and then at last the straw hit/the bottom of the glass/because the bubble stopped//and you/glass that you were/looked no different/empty/than you had/full
Sometimes she just snapshots a scene:
the Christmas trees
lie on their sides
on the curb
as if they’d been shot
just steps from their
as if they’d almost
Doritt Carroll’s poetry is concrete and allegorical at once. Poetry never repeats itself and yet poems are made of the same old words we all use. Caroll’s impulses are her ideas. She hones each thought diligently until it acts precisely the way she chooses. Anyone can have a flash/an inspiration, but the implementation tells all. These are carefully made poems from templates that have antecedents in our craft, but that are particularly targeted on a page that could belong to no one else. Who knows what Carroll is made of and she, herself, wonders here:
is a complicated instrument
four adjoining chambers
God knows what
To check out more of Cavalieri’s reviews, go here.
Charlie Bondhus’ second poetry book All the Heat We Could Carry won Main Street Rag’s Annual Poetry Book Award for 2013. Bondhus has also published How the Boy Might See It which was a finalist for the 2007 Blue Light Press First Book Award. His chapbook What We Have Learned to Love won BrickHouse Books’ 2008-2009 Stonewall Award. Congrats Charlie!