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Marion Wyce

A Review of Notes from No Man’s Land: American Essays by Eula Biss

July 3, 2017

Marion Wyce

(Saint Paul, MN: Graywolf Press, 2009) “Even now it is an impossible idea, that we are all connected, all of us,” writes Eula Biss in Notes from No Man’s Land: American Essays, a provocative exploration of race in America. Biss is … Continued

A Review of The Hottest Dishes of the Tartar Cuisine by Alina Bronsky

May 1, 2017

Marion Wyce

Translated from the German by Tim Mohr (New York, NY: Europa Editions, 2011) What about me? That was the question my boyfriend’s ten-year-old brother, J., asked approximately three dozen times over the short weekend during which we saw him recently. … Continued

A Review of The Homecoming Party by Carmine Abate

August 22, 2016

Marion Wyce

Translated from the Italian by Antony Shugaar (New York, NY: Europa Editions, 2010) There’s a magnet on my refrigerator that pictures two sweet-faced, pony-tailed girls, perhaps sisters, grinning in a knowing way that suggests they’re sharing a private joke. Beneath the image … Continued

A Review of Marry or Burn by Valerie Trueblood

November 2, 2015

Marion Wyce

(Berkeley, CA: Counterpoint, 2010) You could make a convincing argument that I’m less than qualified to offer my opinions on a book consumed with marriage. I’ve lived alone for nearly thirteen years, never had a husband, a fiancé, a proposal. I set … Continued

The Future Is Not Ours by Ed. Diego Trelles Paz

January 3, 2014

Marion Wyce

Translated from Spanish by Janet Hendrickson (Rochester, NY: Open Letter, 2012) Recently I found myself in a first-class seat on a flight to Philadelphia. Normally when I  travel, I am seated somewhere deep in the bowels of the plane, so … Continued

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