I found myself on a windy and rainy evening at the Westbeth Center for the Arts, a massive warren of beautiful apartments crammed full of writers, dancers, visual artists, actors, poets, and other artistic folks. For what the PEN World Voices Festival deemed a Literary Safari, several of these creative-types opened their apartments and hosted visiting writers in mini-salons, where the scribes read for fifteen minutes and answered questions for another fifteen, and then whoosh! Off you go to find someone else’s apartment (crammed floor-to-ceiling with eclectic art) to engage another writer from another faraway land.
Kei Miller’s second novel, The Last Warner Woman (published in 2010 but released in the United States earlier this year) seems to strike up a dialogue with his first novel The Same Earth (2008), while dismantling the earlier novel’s assump
It’s fair to say that Americans have become accustomed to the steady stream of brutal reports and violent imagery coming out of Mexico as that country fights an ongoing battle against an entrenched network of drug cartels; it’s also why the drug-fueled violence that wracked Jamaica this past week took many by surprise. So far 73 people have died as Jamaican authorities conduct a quasi-military operation in the Tivoli Gardens section of Kingston, homebase of Jamaica’s top drug lord Christopher “Dudus” Coke.