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A Book Review of Matt Dojny’s The Festival of Earthly Delights:
Who Can Take Him Seriously?
STRONGEST DEBUT BOOK OF 2012!
My novel can totally beat your novel in arm-wrestling.
My Year in Reading, via The Millions:
…and, a thoughtful review from the Tottenville Review!
WHERE do I write? I shall tell you exactly.
Generous review of TFOED on The Rumpus!
CHECK OUT MY SHORT STORY, “TRUE PAIN FOR MY FALSE FRIENDS,” IN VOL. 1 BROOKLYN.
Featuring wolves, hoarfrost, and Swedenborgians.
Nice review from bkclb blog:
In the spirit of marching literarily onward, let’s talk about Matt Dojny. Matt’s Book Boroughing event with John Wray (Lowboy) was one of the most entertaining events I’ve ever attended. Not only did Matt and John reminisce about hilarious shared experiences (like working together on a “blind vampire movie” in college), they also embarked on a karaoke rendition of “Don’t You Want Me Baby” — without the lyrics handy. Matt’s debut novel The Festival of Earthly Delights has been placed at the top of book lists and lauded throughout the land. I’m delighted to be able to share his tales of public readings — which include blackberry brandy drinkin’, cat-related accusations and Clifford-the-Big-Red-Dog-crashings — after the jump.
THE FESTIVAL OF EARTHLY DELIGHTS made The L Magazine’s list of “5 Best 2012 Debuts By Brooklyn Novelists (So Far)”! So far, so good, say I.
I finally know what to wear to the beach this season.
Books Matter: Currently Reading: The Festival of Earthly Delights by Matt Dojny -
In the tiny fictional Southeast Asian country of Puchai, Boyd Darrow and his less-than-faithful girlfriend/faux-wife Ulla have sex on a page of blacked-out words, like a letter we aren’t supposed to read. The novel is, in fact, epistolary, a series of apostrophes to the (as yet) unexplained…
Research Notes for NECESSARY FICTION: In which I answer the eternal question, What Would Big Baby Jesus Do?