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Love Songs of the Revolution

Historical Fiction
202 pages
5 ½” x 8 ½” perfect-bound trade paperback
ISBN 978-1939987211
First Edition
Review Copy: Mobi ARC
Chicago Center for Literature and Photography
Chicago, Illinois, USA
Available HERE
Review by Al Kratz

Bronwyn Mauldin’s novel, Love Songs of the Revolution, is set in Lithuania during the summer of 1989 at the beginning of the revolution that eventually dissolved the Soviet Union. It’s framed as a memoir written by Martynas Kudirka, a loyal party member and official propaganda painter for the Lithuanian Communist government. He is thrown into a world of criminal and political mystery when he discovers his murdered wife’s body. In the chaos that ensues, he learns the secrets of his wife’s life and faces questions of his own life, as well.


Loneliness Is the Machine That Drives the World

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Why not?: Writing Bi Fiction and Being Bi

When I found out that my book, A Winter in Rome was nominated for the Bisexual Book Awards, I didn’t tell anyone.

Okay, not quite. I told my partner Travis (who had a dedication in A Winter in Rome), and I blogged about it online. But in my “real life” world, I didn’t utter a word to anyone. Not to my colleagues, not to my supervisor for my PhD, not to my writing class I was teaching—not even to my family. When I found out that the ceremony was in New York City, and I was invited to be a performer, I read the email and sighed.


The Escort

Dad & I paced back and forth in some
denominationally unfamiliar church’s lot,
staring at an idling Escort engine with eyes
like floodlights tripped by a neighbor’s cat


Forget Me / Hit Me / Let Me Drink Great Quantities of Clear, Evil Liquor

42 pages
6” x 9” Perfect-Bound Trade Paperback
ISBN 978-0990903550
First Edition
Review Copy: Paperback
Split Lip Press
Pennsylvania, USA
Available HERE
Review by Do Nguyen Mai

Captivating in its surreal imagery, Katie Schmid’s tender, poignant writing in Forget Me / Hit Me / Let Me Drink Great Quantities of Clear, Evil Liquor invokes deep, slow-moving yet prevalent nostalgia for the American Midwest, pulling the sun below the evening horizon as the neighborhood’s children race home for dinner. Schmid’s poems are slow to punch, yet they build and build the same way rain fills a house—slowly but surely.

Forget Me / Hit Me / Let Me Drink Great Quantities of Clear, Evil Liquor begins by dragging readers to drown in both the pain and joy of remembering not only the past, but also such a place as the narrator’s memories of the Midwest.



Fiction  |  Novel
256 pages
Perfect-Bound Trade Paperback
ISBN 978-1-938103-40-7
First Edition
Review Copy: Paperback
Dzanc Books
Ann Arbor, Michigan, USA
Available HERE
Review by Eric Shonkwiler

Relentlessly depressing, depraved, dirty, disgusting. More d-words. Dig Dug. That last one is in there because Waste takes place in the 80s, and because Larkhill, Sullivan’s fictional stand-in for Oshawa, Canada, may as well be underground. Waste is, first and foremost, not your typical novel. It’s not your typical Pollock/Palahniuk shock-lit/grit-lit/meth noir, and it’s important to know that, to realize it, preferably before you read the book. Any number of readers could come away from this book without thinking, and they’d shelve the book as the one of the sadder, more ugly things they’ve ever laid eyes on.



Two days before the fire
we dreamed of everything
burning down. After all

the dust, we have ended
up across borders. We
have always come to ends.


One True Loves

Fiction | Novel
352 pages
5.3” x 8.2” Paperback
Also available in ebook and audio formats
ISBN 978-1476776903
First Edition
Review Copy: Kindle Mobi
Washington Square Press
New York, New York, USA
Available HERE
Review by Nicole Tone

Are our lives pre-determined? Is there one person we’re meant to be with? These are questions Taylor Jenkins Reid has been exploring in her novels over the past few years. Her most recent release, One True Loves, Reid explores not just the idea of “one true love” as the title suggests, but the idea that we live multiple lives within our own singular lifetime.


Our Favorite Short Stories, Part 2

As we wrap up Short Story Month, we asked writers and editors to tell us about their favorite short stories or favorite short story collections. This is part 2 of a series. Find part 1 here, and get ready to add these to your ever-growing to-read pile.

There are certain stories that, as writers, we return to again and again. Whether we’re teaching others (or ourselves) compression, characterization, or how to pierce a reader with a melodic, sensory-laden line. Whether we’re returning to it in a time of need because something about the pervading loneliness spoke to us. For whatever reason, some stories stick for life. For me, it’s Jhumpa Lahiri’s “Interpreter of Maladies.” The whole collection is a breathless whisper from one desperate soul to another, but it’s the title story that stays loud in my brain. It’s a story about connection and disconnection from children, from spouses, to strangers in far away, romanticized locales. A story about the ways we isolate ourselves. It’s a story about intimacy and the impact a chance meeting with a stranger we will likely never see again can echo through a lifetime and illuminate how others see us and how we see ourselves. All of this emotional weight occurs with some of the most striking images I’ve encountered in a short story—in a country where women keep covered, bare legs dragging across a backseat; a well-dressed tour guide serving as an interpreter in a doctor’s office; a roadside meal of omelet sandwiches, fried potatoes, onions, and mango juice; a walk around a temple; and a confession inside a car. This sort of density in a small space is what I work toward—not to mention the glorious recognition I feel with women characters who utter lines like, “I have terrible urges, Mr. Kapasi, to throw things away.”


The So-Called Sonnets

84 pages
5 ½” x 8 ½” perfect-bound trade paperback
ISBN 978-0-9792410-5-5
First Edition
Silenced Press
Columbus, Ohio, USA
Available HERE
Review by Nicole Tone

Poetry, as with all things, can feel antiquated especially when following the traditional meters set forward by the Masters of our languages. Sonnets are supposed to follow a certain rhyming pattern, a certain number of beats per measure, as with any song. But in looking at tradition, and turning it on its head, great poets—contemporary Masters—are born. They don’t just write beautiful words but cut open their hearts and leave them to dry on the page. Bruce McRae’s The So-Called Sonnets does just this.


The Situationist International: Art & Radical Politics

During a fertile time for social change, the Situationist International aimed to bridge the gap between art and radical politics. As a group of artists and writers in 1960s Europe, the Situationists (or SI) achieved prominence during the French student protests through their writings and their penchant for public stunts. While the group never overcame the contradictions between the disparate natures of the artistic and the political, they combined satire, scandal, and performance to critique consumer society and the routine nature of everyday modern life—at a time when this approach was unusual and profoundly disruptive.


A Conversation with Lavinia Ludlow

Staff Interviewer Lori Hettler sits down with LAVINIA LUDLOW, musician and writer born and raised in the San Francisco Bay Area. Her debut novel, alt.punk (2011), explored the ragged edge of art, society, and sanity, viciously skewering the politics of rebellion. Her sophomore novel, Single Stroke Seven (2016), explores the lives of independent artists coming of age in perilous economic conditions. Her short works have been published in Pear Noir!, Curbside Splendor Semi-Annual Journal, and Chicago Literati, and her indie lit reviews have appeared in Small Press Reviews, The Rumpus, The Collagist, The Nervous Breakdown, Entropy Magazine, and American Book Review.

LORI HETTLER: Congratulations on the release of your sophomore novel, Single Stoke Seven! I get the feeling this release had you more nervous than when alt.punk dropped in 2011.
LAVINIA LUDLOW: This book took 6 years to go from a flash fiction narrative to a full-length hard copy book. I wrote it while editing alt.punk for publication back in 2011, and because of the extensive journey and re-writes, I didn’t want to fuck up something as important as the launch.

I also had a keen understanding of what I was unleashing into the world. This book is an honest reflection of my life and many of those I care about, and when it went public, I wanted to make sure I respected the content as much as possible. The global issues in this novel such as unemployment, eviction, poverty, hunger, and suffering for one’s art took down many of my friends, and at times, myself, in our twenties. Together, we flailed in the same sinking ship for years before realizing we had to make drastic changes to our thinking, approach, and bad habits in order to save ourselves.


5 Noir Reads by Georges Simenon Short Enough for the Train, Plane, or Automobile Ride

Most really serious mystery readers are familiar with Georges Simenon’s Inspector Maigret. The series ran for 75 books, after all, and from my experience with it, you can pick up any one of them and go from there, with no loss of understanding. Mysteries are the traditional beach reads, and with Memorial Day fast approaching, we’re all packing, packing, packing for that first taste of summer somewhere else.

But what about the ride, the flight, the train trip to Paradise? Beach books are already in the suitcase, and are generally too fat to be comfortable short-to-medium travel companions. E-readers increase your options, of course, and this is the moment of escape! Start something vacation-y, something new, something really fresh.



The principal feature of Furthermore, and its claim to engineering genius, is the structure’s mechanism for autonomous development and expansion. Incredibly, the original complex occupied just one acre and remained thus for several years while founder J. L. Furthermore tested and refined his now-famous Theorem. Furthermore today encompasses cities, states, bodies of water, nations. Residents live in mostly identical units of seven hundred square feet, and while certain attributes can be modified to accommodate special needs (of the disabled, the elderly, or, perhaps, the eccentric), each apartment typically contains a lavatory, a kitchen, a sitting room, sleeping chambers, and an auxiliary space. At the tenant’s discretion, these areas may be demarcated by walls or arranged as an open-plan studio. Regardless of location, each residence has a large window offering a generous view of an urban or rural setting (or combination thereof). Outside light is provided by enormous lamps built into the ceiling. This light is calibrated to resemble natural sunlight, just as the sculpted landscapes appear nearly identical to the fields, streams, islands, and mountains one might find outside the structure. Perhaps better, even. While some contend that simulation impoverishes the soul, I prefer to think of Furthermore as an improvement upon the world, a triumph over the limits of what is given.


Shelfie: An Ongoing Exploration of Bookshelves

Like most writers, my house is full of books. This particular collection miraculously arranged itself as I was considering this blog post. It could have many names. Books I Love. Books That Have Influenced My Work. Books That I Want to Hang out with My Books. Books You Should Read. Books That I Have Sadly but Inevitably Forgotten Many Details About. Books That I Want to Reread. Books That I Will Try to Write a Few Pithy Sentences about Explaining Why They Are Important to Me Though Whatever I Write Will Probably Be Inadequate.


I Am the Oil of the Engine of the World

Fiction  |  Stories
188 pages
6” x 9” perfect-bound trade paperback
ISBN 978-0-9909035-6-7
First Edition
Split Lip Press
Available HERE
Review by Al Kratz

Listen up, World. Jared Yates Sexton has something important to say about the state you’re in and your future. A reader might not always like what he has to say about the world, but, since Sexton is a great writer, the reader will likely love how he says it. The collection of stories that the author self-describes as weird and the publisher calls experimental, I Am the Oil of the Engine of the World invokes a mixture of contradictory emotional responses. It is a funny yet scary, brutally honest yet hyperbolic distortion of reality. It’s satire at its best.


Hatnote: Listen to Wikipedia Being Updated

Hatnote, a project formed to promote Wikipedia, developed a program that turns every change made on Wikipedia into sound. The sound of bells represents additions, and the sound of string plucks represents deletions. The pitch indicates the size of the edits—the lower the note, the larger the edit made. On the website, as Wikipedia is edited, circles rise like ripples on a pond when a stone is thrown in, identifying the page being edited and whether the contributor is unregistered or an automated bot.

Listen here.


The Ghost Network

Fiction  |  Novel
288 pages
5&frac12” x 7&frac12” perfect-bound trade paperback
eBook formats available
ISBN 978-1612194349
First Edition
Melville House
Brooklyn, New York, USA
Available HERE
Review by Leland Cheuk

Why are works about pop ephemera not considered literary? Perhaps MFA programs are brainwashing writers into tackling only what is ‘timeless,’ for the fear that work will become dated and easily forgotten. But what if a work is actually about one’s love of pop ephemera? Isn’t love timeless?


PSU Harrisburg

It made sense for Harrisburg
to have three oldies stations

1,000 pencil-lead Cutlass Sierras
all receiving the sunshine of yesteryear

Trusty melodies burning
bright like flood lamps atop breezeways—


A Conversation with Danny Judge

DANNY JUDGE’s short fiction has appeared or is forthcoming in Lunch Ticket, Twisted Vine, Flash Fiction Magazine, Burningword, and The Portland Review, among many others. He is the founding Editor of The Indianola Review, a quarterly print journal, and lives in Indianola, Iowa (go figure), with his wife and son. Find him on Twitter at @dnyjudge.

Lori Sambol Brody talks to Danny Judge, writer and founder/Editor-in-Chief of The Indianola Review, for which Lori is also an assistant fiction editor.

LORI SAMBOL BRODY: Before we talk specifically about The Indianola Review, tell me a little bit about your background.
DANNY JUDGE: I guess everybody who finds his way into this business has to love literature, first and foremost. I’m one of those folks who went a different path after high school, installing furnaces for a few years before joining the Marine Corps in 2007, but I never lost the itch to write, or the love of reading. Finally, after marrying and having a son, I made the leap in 2013 and devoted myself wholeheartedly to writing. I was lucky to have the opportunity—not everyone has the G.I. Bill to pay for schooling or a wife with a nursing job to pick up the slack, I know. It was a challenge, especially starting a little later in life than most, but I devoted myself to the toughest and most demanding material I could find. I started with the classics and worked my way through them until I found Faulkner, who pulled me into this whole other world of literary possibilities—from there, I devoured Joyce, Woolf, Proust, Kafka, Nabokov, and Morrison. I was hooked from the beginning, and spent a possibly unhealthy amount of time reading, which has remained, to a lesser extent, a critical part of what I do with both my writing, and with the direction of The Indianola Review.