Donleavy, James Baldwin, James Boyer May, James Weldon Johnson, Jean Toomer, Kenneth Patchen, Lawrence Ferlinghetti, Martin Heidegger, Midwest, mythology, Native Son, Nazi Germany, Necessary Distance: Essays and Criticism, Nella Larsen, new york, novel, obama, painting, Paul Eluard, poetry, Politics, psychology, Racism, Reflex and Bone Structure, religion, richard wright, rimbaud, Robert Hayden, samuel beckett, Søren Kierkegaard, setting, Sheri Martinelli, short fiction, short stories, Sigmund Freud, St. Northnagel, East Village, Emilie Glen, ezra pound, France, Georg Wilhelm Friedrich Hegel, Georges Bataille, Green Writer’s Press, Gwendolyn Brooks, Harold Witt, Henry Miller, Hillary Clinton, history, hitler, interview, J. Smith, david breithaupt, David Cornell De Jong, David Kalugin, Donald Hall, E. Tags: Air Force, All-Night Visitors, Anagogic and Paideumic Review, Archibald Motley, Art Institute of Chicago, Baudelaire, Charles Shaw, Chester Himes, Chicago, chicago heat, chicago heat and other stories, clarence major, Claude McKay, Coercion Review, Curtis Zahn, D. He has a command of small details that brings scenes to life like eating spaghetti with olive oil or buying a pipe with a monk’s face, but I was longing for these characters to act, and mostly they wandered, thought, and felt.Clarence Major discusses his new collection Chicago Heat and Other Stories, the artist’s role in politics, Donald Trump and race relations, and Paris in the good old days.more Major uses a simplicity of prose that enamored some, and yet I found the writing mechanical. It’s not to say Chicago Heatisn’t a good book, but its greatness was lost on me. To me, too many of these chapters ended before they reached their climax. Of course one feels for a boy like Tommy, trying to protect his mother when she goes out on a date, but I wanted my expectations subverted, or my fears to unfurl. The problem was their situations didn’t demand my imagination, and their problems didn’t stir my concern. Short stories offer the chance to immerse yourself in a scene with characters you’ve not met, but feel like you know, and then walk away satisfied when your own life inevitably requires your presence.īy the end of Clarence Major’s chapters, I could believe I knew Edward, Sandra, or Tommy.
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