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edited by David Eggers
In a word (or two or three): oooh, icelandic literature--how can
i resist?
From Mr. Hipster:
This, of all the McSweeney's editions I've read,
is the least memorable. Despite that, I was actually a little surprised
at the quality of the Icelandic stories that were included, and
essentially comprised the second half of the issue. I didn't think
Icelandic would translate all that well into English, and that I'd
have to spend a couple hundred pages slogging through stories about
whale blubber and the forty-seven different Icelandic words for
snow. (I just love showing my ignorance with statements like that.)
These stories were far from the Eskimo (sorry, Inuit) tales that
I thought I might encounter, and in fact could have taken place
in just about any medium sized city in the entire world. And, yes,
I know the difference between Iceland and Greenland, thank you.
Most of these tales center around Reykjavik, and are thoroughly
modern in scope. There are exceptions, of course, but even those
tales could have easily taken place in the old west. Despite not
being overjoyed with the compilation as a whole, the overall quality
was solid. There weren't any experimental stinkers in there that
made me want to toss the book out the window. There were no highs
and now lows, just a bunch of solid stories that as a whole neither
thrilled nor disappointed.
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What Is the What
You Shall Know Our Velocity
McSweeney's
Quarterly Concern Volume 13
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Quarterly Concern Volume 14
McSweeney's Quarterly Concern Volume
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