October 1, 2024 Bookmarks An Excessively Noisy Gut, a Silver Snarling Trumpet, and a Big Bullshit Story By Sophie Haigney and Olivia Kan-Sperling Each month, we comb through dozens of soon-to-be-published books, for ideas and good writing for the Review’s site. Often, we’re struck by particular paragraphs or sentences from the galleys that stack up on our desks and spill over onto our shelves. We often share them with each other on Slack, and we thought, for a change, that we might share them with you. Here are some of the curious, striking, strange, and wonderful bits we found, from books that are coming out this month. —Sophie Haigney, web editor, and Olivia Kan-Sperling, assistant editor From Hélène Cixous’s Rêvoir (Seagull Books), translated from the French by Beverley Bie Brahic: I lie, I say I’m going to the hairdresser, secretly I’m off to see you, I am on my way right to the day when the Question peeps up, I no longer know which day that was. Dispatched on the instructions of Time, of Age, like a sprite ready to demand the Shadow’s identity card, proof of domicile, like the spirits of dates delegated to persecutions, of retirement dates, of warrants of life, of entry into silences, of fateful anniversaries Day broke, the tale was back on the road, I followed it Read More