We could tell you how much we love Dave Newman's writing. That when we consumed his novel
Raymond Carver Will Not Raise Our Children we wrote, "Feelings are feelings. Anger is anger. Love is love. Friendship is friendship. Sex is sex. Great authors write about these things in ways that ring true to the reader. And Newman knows true. What it looks like. Its rhythm and flavor. All of it." And that we know its fucking grandstanding to quote ourselves, just as it is for us to write here, now, that Dave Newman just might be the best, mostly unknown writer, we can think of. We could also write that
Two Small Birds is much of the same, though instead of truth, we might write knowing, because Dave Newman is that too. He knows what bars look like, and truck stops, and strip joints, and the people who cannot escape them. He knows what the great desire to create art feels like and how it is undermined not only by a world that doesn't care about that, but our own inability to capture what we want to say. He also knows how much we hate ourselves when we cannot see a way out of our suck-ass jobs and toxic relationships, and how poorly we can act because of that. And he certainly knows that the American dream, is for so many, just that, a dream, because there is just too much fucked-upedness getting in the way, though that fucked-upedness is not merely the pervasive lack of opportunity, but our own deficits as well, grinding away at our ability to make something of something. And yet, while all of this is true, what we want to say, is that Two Small Birds, which is ultimately a book about brothers who love each other so much they just might hate each other, made us want to toss everything we know and go into business with our brother, a brother who bailed us of out of an emergency involving a sick kid just tonight, no questions asked, and no complaints, because we needed it to be so. And in that we are indebted to both our brother and Dave Newman, because he knows how to make such an act into art, and in doing so has changed our lives, just as he might very well change yours.
Published on November 27, 2014 21:17
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We could tell you how much we love Dave Newman's writing. That when we consumed his novel Raymond Carver Will Not Raise Our Children we wrote, "Feelings are feelings. Anger is anger. Love is love. Friendship is friendship. Sex is sex. Great authors write about these things in ways that ring true to the reader. And Newman knows true. What it looks like. Its rhythm and flavor. All of it." And that we know its fucking grandstanding to quote ourselves, just as it is for us to write here, now, that Dave Newman just might be the best, mostly unknown writer, we can think of. We could also write that Two Small Birds is much of the same, though instead of truth, we might write knowing, because Dave Newman is that too. He knows what bars look like, and truck stops, and strip joints, and the people who cannot escape them. He knows what the great desire to create art feels like and how it is undermined not only by a world that doesn't care about that, but our own inability to capture what we want to say. He also knows how much we hate ourselves when we cannot see a way out of our suck-ass jobs and toxic relationships, and how poorly we can act because of that. And he certainly knows that the American dream, is for so many, just that, a dream, because there is just too much fucked-upedness getting in the way, though that fucked-upedness is not merely the pervasive lack of opportunity, but our own deficits as well, grinding away at our ability to make something of something. And yet, while all of this is true, what we want to say, is that Two Small Birds, which is ultimately a book about brothers who love each other so much they just might hate each other, made us want to toss everything we know and go into business with our brother, a brother who bailed us of out of an emergency involving a sick kid just tonight, no questions asked, and no complaints, because we needed it to be so. And in that we are indebted to both our brother and Dave Newman, because he knows how to make such an act into art, and in doing so has changed our lives, just as he might very well change yours.
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