<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563524482323497057</id><updated>2011-07-07T18:03:30.799-07:00</updated><category term='best fiction'/><category term='best new fiction'/><category term='Alina Bronsky'/><category term='KIM WRIGHT'/><category term='the gin closet'/><category term='Best novel 2010'/><category term='best novels 2010'/><category term='zero station'/><category term='literary fiction'/><category term='leslie jamison'/><category term='new fiction'/><category term='greg ippolito'/><category term='THE NAME OF THE NEAREST RIVER'/><category term='BROKEN GLASS PARK'/><category term='LOVE IN MID AIR'/><category term='Alex Taylor'/><category term='THE DREAM OF PERPETUAL MOTION'/><category term='dexter palmer'/><category term='best new novel'/><title type='text'>BNF: Best New Fiction</title><subtitle type='html'>~ the best new fiction, discovered and delivered each week ~</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestnewfiction.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563524482323497057/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestnewfiction.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Liz Babineaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09813535993661993328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_afTAOcX0j7s/Sv166rfSqgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pSKOxxsXCTA/S220/liz_babe.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563524482323497057.post-3567412653741451224</id><published>2010-04-02T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T12:52:43.159-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best new fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best novel 2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zero station'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greg ippolito'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best novels 2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best new novel'/><title type='text'>ZERO STATION</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_afTAOcX0j7s/S7ZJa3GiKoI/AAAAAAAAAB4/AxR-veMsb58/s1600/zs_cover_2-25-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 132px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_afTAOcX0j7s/S7ZJa3GiKoI/AAAAAAAAAB4/AxR-veMsb58/s200/zs_cover_2-25-10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455628724422716034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look out, people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zero-station.blogspot.com/"&gt;ZERO STATION&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Greg Ippolito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ostensibly, this is &lt;a href="http://zero-station.blogspot.com/"&gt;a coming-of-age story&lt;/a&gt; about a Jersey kid growing up in 1991.  John Saylor is sixteen, pissed-off, from a disaster of a family, and feels generally let down by the post-hippy adult world (whose “once-revolutionary spirit limped forward to settle on voluntary recycling, Volvo driving, and flaccid support for Walter Mondale”).  He lethargically plods along — listening to loads of indie rock, smoking tons of pot — trying to avoid anything of meaning or consequence...until his modus operandi results in the drugging of his two-year-old brother, Billy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heartbroken, John goes on the lam — fleeing from his enraged stepfather as well as the cops — for three days and nights that coincide with the end of the Persian Gulf War.  As we follow John from point to point, the many layers of his inner turmoil are subtly revealed.  All the while, John’s internal war is punctuated by a kind of newsroom/typewriter backbeat that comes in the form of Desert Storm updates that come over radios and TVs.  There are some wonderful characters here (especially Derrick, the older brother of John’s best friend, who may be the most hilarious and fascinating character I’ve read in years).  And the ending just floored me; it lingered in my mind for days after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ippolito’s style harkens to Camus (spare and existential), with a hint of Hornby (the music references, mostly), and a healthy dose of Richard Yates (gut-wrenching honesty).  Do NOT miss this one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE SKINNY: THE BEST NEW NOVEL OF 2010 (SO FAR)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Zero Station won’t be available until late this year, but you can &lt;a href="mailto:zsfreedownload@gmail.com?subject=please send me a free ZS sample download"&gt;request a free sample download by clicking here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563524482323497057-3567412653741451224?l=bestnewfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestnewfiction.blogspot.com/feeds/3567412653741451224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestnewfiction.blogspot.com/2010/04/zero-station.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563524482323497057/posts/default/3567412653741451224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563524482323497057/posts/default/3567412653741451224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestnewfiction.blogspot.com/2010/04/zero-station.html' title='ZERO STATION'/><author><name>Liz Babineaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09813535993661993328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_afTAOcX0j7s/Sv166rfSqgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pSKOxxsXCTA/S220/liz_babe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_afTAOcX0j7s/S7ZJa3GiKoI/AAAAAAAAAB4/AxR-veMsb58/s72-c/zs_cover_2-25-10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563524482323497057.post-6207662029795308516</id><published>2010-02-19T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T07:33:27.746-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best new fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THE NAME OF THE NEAREST RIVER'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alex Taylor'/><title type='text'>THE NAME OF THE NEAREST RIVER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_afTAOcX0j7s/S36t9oh-xlI/AAAAAAAAABw/QZZPlacS8C4/s1600-h/nearestriver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_afTAOcX0j7s/S36t9oh-xlI/AAAAAAAAABw/QZZPlacS8C4/s200/nearestriver.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439976674273707602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first short-story-collection review this year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Name-Nearest-River-Bruckheimer-Literature/dp/1932511806/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1266591221&amp;sr=1-1"&gt;THE NAME OF THE NEAREST RIVER&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Alex Taylor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Name-Nearest-River-Bruckheimer-Literature/dp/1932511806/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1266591221&amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Alex Taylor’s debut&lt;/a&gt; comprises a series of heart-wrenching stories set in rural Kentucky.  And what a cast of characters he employs.  Cattle killers, coal thieves, angst-ridden teens, demolition derby enthusiasts, and the like.  In both the way his characters are drawn — with an almost impossible empathy for the often hopeless, desperate, and/or cruel — and the way he describes the dreary Kentucky environs in which the stories are set, Taylor evokes a sense of despair that lingers with you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shades of Raymond Carver, William Faulkner and Cormac McCarthy here; but make no mistake, Taylor’s voice is his own.  These stories will hang on you, disturb you.  And yes, you’ll be much better off for reading them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Highlights: “Winter in the Blood,” “The Evening Part of Daylight.”)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE SKINNY: BLEAK, BEAUTIFUL, RESONANT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563524482323497057-6207662029795308516?l=bestnewfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestnewfiction.blogspot.com/feeds/6207662029795308516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestnewfiction.blogspot.com/2010/02/name-of-nearest-river.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563524482323497057/posts/default/6207662029795308516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563524482323497057/posts/default/6207662029795308516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestnewfiction.blogspot.com/2010/02/name-of-nearest-river.html' title='THE NAME OF THE NEAREST RIVER'/><author><name>Liz Babineaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09813535993661993328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_afTAOcX0j7s/Sv166rfSqgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pSKOxxsXCTA/S220/liz_babe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_afTAOcX0j7s/S36t9oh-xlI/AAAAAAAAABw/QZZPlacS8C4/s72-c/nearestriver.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563524482323497057.post-7527571001441149168</id><published>2010-01-25T08:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T08:55:15.500-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best new fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BROKEN GLASS PARK'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alina Bronsky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new fiction'/><title type='text'>BROKEN GLASS PARK</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_afTAOcX0j7s/S13MHs_11wI/AAAAAAAAABo/vPREokTMTMs/s1600-h/brokenglasspark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_afTAOcX0j7s/S13MHs_11wI/AAAAAAAAABo/vPREokTMTMs/s200/brokenglasspark.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430721158388766466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My latest find...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Broken-Glass-Park-Alina-Bronsky/dp/1933372966/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1264438026&amp;sr=1-1"&gt;BROKEN GLASS PARK&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Alina Bronsky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sascha Naimann is a 17-year-old Russian girl living in Germany. Vadim, her brutal stepfather, kills Sascha’s mother and is sent to prison. While she and her younger siblings are being smothered by distant relatives and social workers, all Sascha can think about is exacting vengeance on Vadim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a story runs in the local paper about Vadim’s lauded in-prison reformation, Sascha goes ape-shit — storming to the newspaper office to confront the writer. There, she meets Volker Trebur, an editor who had known her mother and offers to make things right. Sascha holds him to it, and winds up moving in to Volker’s guestroom where she becomes uneasily involved with the Trebur family.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the story’s conclusion, Sascha ends up in &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Broken-Glass-Park-Alina-Bronsky/dp/1933372966/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1264438026&amp;sr=1-1"&gt;“broken glass park”&lt;/a&gt; — the most seedy and dangerous area in her neighborhood — where the varied, complicated layers of her struggle are laid bare. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE SKINNY: A WONDERFUL, MOVING READ...WITH A “WOW” ENDING.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563524482323497057-7527571001441149168?l=bestnewfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestnewfiction.blogspot.com/feeds/7527571001441149168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestnewfiction.blogspot.com/2010/01/broken-glass-park.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563524482323497057/posts/default/7527571001441149168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563524482323497057/posts/default/7527571001441149168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestnewfiction.blogspot.com/2010/01/broken-glass-park.html' title='BROKEN GLASS PARK'/><author><name>Liz Babineaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09813535993661993328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_afTAOcX0j7s/Sv166rfSqgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pSKOxxsXCTA/S220/liz_babe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_afTAOcX0j7s/S13MHs_11wI/AAAAAAAAABo/vPREokTMTMs/s72-c/brokenglasspark.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563524482323497057.post-1008414087943157701</id><published>2010-01-08T13:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T13:39:16.131-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best new fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE IN MID AIR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KIM WRIGHT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new fiction'/><title type='text'>LOVE IN MID AIR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_afTAOcX0j7s/S0el-ZS5s2I/AAAAAAAAABg/H-zhYDo_XKs/s1600-h/love_in_mid_air.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_afTAOcX0j7s/S0el-ZS5s2I/AAAAAAAAABg/H-zhYDo_XKs/s200/love_in_mid_air.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424486767551689570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m back, kids!  Alas, my first Friday pick of 2010...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Love-Mid-Air-Kim-Wright/dp/0446540447/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1262986419&amp;sr=1-1"&gt;LOVE IN MID AIR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Kim Wright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t possibly do &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Love-Mid-Air-Kim-Wright/dp/0446540447/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1262986419&amp;sr=1-1"&gt;this spectacular debut novel&lt;/a&gt; justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the surface, it appears like a story you’ve heard tens of times before: woman in an unhappy marriage (Elyse) silently decides to leave her husband...before making any official move, she meets another man and becomes embroiled in an affair...all the while, she vicariously enjoys the second marriage of her gorgeous best friend (Kelly), who is hitched to a suave, older, wealthy man.  Boring, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this is a wistful, insightful take on a modern woman at an existential crossroads.  And the dialogue between Elyse and Kelly is rich and genuine, pulling you in and drawing your empathy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE SKINNY: A FRESH, AUTHENTIC TAKE ON A COMMON TALE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563524482323497057-1008414087943157701?l=bestnewfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestnewfiction.blogspot.com/feeds/1008414087943157701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestnewfiction.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-back-kids-alas-my-first-friday-pick.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563524482323497057/posts/default/1008414087943157701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563524482323497057/posts/default/1008414087943157701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestnewfiction.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-back-kids-alas-my-first-friday-pick.html' title='LOVE IN MID AIR'/><author><name>Liz Babineaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09813535993661993328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_afTAOcX0j7s/Sv166rfSqgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pSKOxxsXCTA/S220/liz_babe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_afTAOcX0j7s/S0el-ZS5s2I/AAAAAAAAABg/H-zhYDo_XKs/s72-c/love_in_mid_air.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563524482323497057.post-350225078667724037</id><published>2009-11-27T10:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T10:11:41.719-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best new fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leslie jamison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the gin closet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new fiction'/><title type='text'>THE GIN CLOSET</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_afTAOcX0j7s/SxAUy7kWznI/AAAAAAAAABY/ShVEa2fAnQU/s1600/gincloset_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_afTAOcX0j7s/SxAUy7kWznI/AAAAAAAAABY/ShVEa2fAnQU/s200/gincloset_small.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408846017688161906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Friday BNF pick…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Gin-Closet-Leslie-Jamison/dp/1439153213/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1259344651&amp;sr=8-1-catcorr"&gt;THE GIN CLOSET&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Leslie Jamison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within the first ten pages of &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Gin-Closet-Leslie-Jamison/dp/1439153213/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1259344651&amp;sr=8-1-catcorr"&gt;Jamison’s debut novel&lt;/a&gt;, I wondered how many other books she has hidden away on her C drive.  Because prose this beautiful can only come from years and years, and pages and pages, of practice.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the tale of young, hip, existentially dissatisfied Stella, who reaches out to her family’s black sheep — former-prostitute, alcoholic aunt Tilly.  The two women tell the story through alternating first-person accounts.  At first, Stella seems to be the wise and stable one, and perhaps the only person who can help Tilly.  But as the narrative unfolds, we find the two to be rather similar.  The way they see the world and express their views on it are different, sure, but they’re both contending with the specific disillusionment that is the province of women (i.e., struggles around men, self-identify, etc.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The skinny: POETIC, GUT-WRENCHING PROSE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563524482323497057-350225078667724037?l=bestnewfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestnewfiction.blogspot.com/feeds/350225078667724037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestnewfiction.blogspot.com/2009/11/gin-closet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563524482323497057/posts/default/350225078667724037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563524482323497057/posts/default/350225078667724037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestnewfiction.blogspot.com/2009/11/gin-closet.html' title='THE GIN CLOSET'/><author><name>Liz Babineaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09813535993661993328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_afTAOcX0j7s/Sv166rfSqgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pSKOxxsXCTA/S220/liz_babe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_afTAOcX0j7s/SxAUy7kWznI/AAAAAAAAABY/ShVEa2fAnQU/s72-c/gincloset_small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563524482323497057.post-184412998377319812</id><published>2009-11-13T08:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T11:46:47.647-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best new fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THE DREAM OF PERPETUAL MOTION'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dexter palmer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new fiction'/><title type='text'>THE DREAM OF PERPETUAL MOTION</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_afTAOcX0j7s/Sv2F5AyJwYI/AAAAAAAAABQ/DsK5Ywelh8I/s1600-h/dream_motion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 110px; height: 110px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_afTAOcX0j7s/Sv2F5AyJwYI/AAAAAAAAABQ/DsK5Ywelh8I/s200/dream_motion.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403622342423855490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Friday BNF pick...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Dream-Perpetual-Motion-Dexter-Palmer/dp/0312558155/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1258128605&amp;sr=1-1"&gt;THE DREAM OF PERPETUAL MOTION&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Dexter Palmer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does “sci-fi” generally make you gag?  Me, too.  But while this book may be classified as such, don’t let it turn you off.  &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Dream-Perpetual-Motion-Dexter-Palmer/dp/0312558155/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1258128605&amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Palmer’s debut novel&lt;/a&gt; is more of a literature/sci-fi hybrid.  More importantly, it’s an absolute wonder.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story begins in an alternate universe where a young boy (Harold Winslow) has his deepest wish magically granted...and it all goes haywire from there.  As narrator, Harold’s voice is fresh and strange, and the story he weaves — a montage of dreams and journal entries and bizarre monologues — acts like a sort of centrifugal force: flailing you to the edges of your mental orbit, but keeping you reeled in the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The skinny: A DARK, FANTASTIC VOYAGE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563524482323497057-184412998377319812?l=bestnewfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestnewfiction.blogspot.com/feeds/184412998377319812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestnewfiction.blogspot.com/2009/11/dream-of-perpetual-motion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563524482323497057/posts/default/184412998377319812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563524482323497057/posts/default/184412998377319812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestnewfiction.blogspot.com/2009/11/dream-of-perpetual-motion.html' title='THE DREAM OF PERPETUAL MOTION'/><author><name>Liz Babineaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09813535993661993328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_afTAOcX0j7s/Sv166rfSqgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pSKOxxsXCTA/S220/liz_babe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_afTAOcX0j7s/Sv2F5AyJwYI/AAAAAAAAABQ/DsK5Ywelh8I/s72-c/dream_motion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563524482323497057.post-975333488913940858</id><published>2009-11-13T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T07:20:12.244-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best new fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='literary fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new fiction'/><title type='text'>Welcome to BNF: Best New Fiction!</title><content type='html'>Hey there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you’re a fiction lover — moreover, if you have a special affinity for &lt;em&gt;literary fiction&lt;/em&gt; — you’re gonna be glad you found me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is soooo much great literature entering our stratosphere...but most of it goes undetected by the populist radar. That’s why I’m here. So each week, I’m going to shed light on a new piece of outstanding literature — a novel or short-story collection that you just NEED to know about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s pretty much it. So add me to your “favorites,” kick back, and wait to hear from me each Friday. Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Liz “The Book Babe”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Feel free to &lt;a href="mailto:liz.babe.78@gmail.com"&gt;email me&lt;/a&gt; if you want to talk. I love hearing from like-minded fiction philes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563524482323497057-975333488913940858?l=bestnewfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestnewfiction.blogspot.com/feeds/975333488913940858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestnewfiction.blogspot.com/2009/11/welcome-to-bnf-best-new-fiction.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563524482323497057/posts/default/975333488913940858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563524482323497057/posts/default/975333488913940858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestnewfiction.blogspot.com/2009/11/welcome-to-bnf-best-new-fiction.html' title='Welcome to BNF: Best New Fiction!'/><author><name>Liz Babineaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09813535993661993328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_afTAOcX0j7s/Sv166rfSqgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pSKOxxsXCTA/S220/liz_babe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
