"juice" - renee gladman

"juice" by Renee gladman is possibly one of the worst books I have ever read in my whole life. End of blog post, but seriously this book made absolutely no sense to me...  the narrator would skip around constantly in the stories which made it that more difficult to follow. Also not knowing in the beginning that the book was going to consist of four different completely random, no-sense-making stories that jump around from time to time in which ever way floats the authors boat.

Also she does not tell you what exactly happened in all the different scenarios as to what went wrong she is just poorly describing life after the "tragedy" whatever that may be, an apple shortage, people magically vanishing from the town, having sex with leaves, etc.  I am not going to try and decipher what each story meant not for lack of trying but honest unknowing. Also throughout the whole book I am trying to figure out if the narrator is a boy or a girl and I am truly clueless on that one.  

short stories - ian green

I enjoyed reading the short stories way more than the poems, mainly because I could understand just about everything that was said and didn't have to put my thinking cap on to decipher what certain words, phrases or even passages meant. I liked the "survivors" story by Kim Addonizio, I think that's the perfect length for a short story because it is truly short, yet it also has all the necessary parts of a full length story. It contains a beginning middle and end, it even has a conflict that needs to be dealt with; who is going to die first and what to do with the other person and their stuff once they have passed. the main character thinks of hiding his partners stuff in sake of his family because he knows they will disapprove as shown in this passage "he knew, too that they all... would disapprove of their flat, of the portrait of the two of them holding hands that a friend had painted that hung over the bed..." ect.


I also enjoyed the story "Morning News" by Jerome Stern. In this story it seems to me that he has gotten news that he only has a short time to live and throughout the story is trying to figure out what to do with his last remaining time on earth. But he can't figure anything out, he tries thinking of what others would do, or something fantastic and exciting to do but can't bring himself to it. I get the sense he feels he has wasted his life away, and knows not how to enjoy it. You can tell he must be an American because at the end all he does was drives to the store with his family and picks out a huge television set to mindlessly numb the last of his existence with pictures of people doing what he never could do flashing before his eyes. This story saddens me and shows how futile many peoples lives really are. just wasting away before the television not knowing what to do with themselves.

City Eclogue - ian green

"City Eclogue" by Ed Roberson.
I found this book very difficult to read and follow, there seemed to be a lot of misplaced words and sentences thrown about. Yet, also there was a lot of meaning in some of those sentences throughout the book. What I got out of this book, what I think it is about is the struggles of the African American man moving to a new city, you can tell he has moved to a new city by the way he so in-depth describes his surrounding as if seeing them for the first time. Such as "Beautifully flowering trees you'd expect" but than he goes to follow with the destruction he see's in the city, "but here come the city's trucks bumping up over the curb."
 You can also tell he is an outsiders and a minority but this line here "City of words we're not supposed to use" throughout the book he struggle with racism which I think is still quite a problem in our country whether you believe it or not, I think it is and is something that needs to be dealt with.

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my name is Ian Green. Sophomore at EMU