* Nominated for the Pushcart Prize
Walloomsac: A Roman Fleuve: ($20, ISBN: 978-1-937536-90-9, EBook ISBN: 978-1-68114-026-1, LCCN: 2014952145, 176pp, 6X9”, October 2014; purchase on: CreateSpace, Barnes and Noble, and Amazon; Kindle, EBSCO and TotalBooX editions: $2.99): If a novel is a work of prose of some length, this is a novel–but different in that it is more like life, which has no plots and does not reward virtue or punish vice, and in which characters appear and then, if the author doesn’t kill them off, remain to the end. Life is messier than Tolstoy and Henry James were willing to admit. Here, in David R. Slavitt’s farrago, one thing leads to another but without discernible direction until, at the end, there is a kind of resolution, a vision, however unreliable and approximate, of what the life of the speaker has been. It is a deeply thoughtful book but also laugh-out-loud funny. Like life, if we’re lucky.
Fabrications: ($15, 6X9″, 64pp, Print ISBN: 978-1-68114-085-8, EBook ISBN: 978-1-68114-086-5, LCCN: 2015904378, April 2015; Purchase in print on CreateSpace, Amazon or Barnes and Noble; buy a Kindle for $2.99): is a spritely love story that in its odd way recapitulates Henry James’s The Wings of the Dove. A young man and a young woman are in love but don’t have the financial resources they know they will need not just to be comfortable but to avoid the resentment either one would feel about having made a great sacrifice for their lives together. In James’s story, Merton Densher married a wealthy young woman at death’s door so he can inherit the money he needs in order to marry Kate Croy. Here, it is Nadine, the starlet, who marries the elderly producer with heart troubles, so that she and Abner, the writer, can look forward to a life of comfort and ease. Slavitt notices what James didn’t, or couldn’t in 1902—that the situation is inherently comic. And he has written a novel that is sprightlier than its model but, because of its humor, closer to the texture of life.
The Rig Veda: First Mandala: ($20, 258pp, 7X10”, Print ISBN-13: 978-1-68114-215-9; EBook ISBN-13: 978-1-68114-216-6; LCCN: 2015954420; October 2015; Purchase on Amazon or Barnes & Noble): The Vedas are ancient books of hymns. There are four—the Rig Veda, Sama Veda, Yajur Veda and Atharva Veda—and they are the primary texts of Hinduism. They had an enormous influence also on Buddhism, Jainism, and Sikhism. According to Hindus, the text of the Vedas is as old as the universe itself. Scholars have determined that the Rig Veda, the oldest of the four, was composed sometime between 1700 and 1100 B.C.E., codified about 600 B.C.E., and was finally committed to writing around 300 B.C.E. The Rig Veda, composed of ten books, or Mandalas, each of which is a collection of hymns (sūktas), is one of these “great books,” but most people—even the well-educated—have never read it. It is very long and the previous translations are unsatisfactory. This book is an attempt to offer a succinct, accurate and readable translation.
David R. Slavitt: educated at Andover, Yale, and Columbia, is the author of more than 115 books—novels, poetry, reportage, and translations. He was the movie reviewer for Newsweek in the sixties and was co-editor of the Johns Hopkins Complete Roman Drama as well as the Penn Complete Greek Drama. Among his recent publications: The Sonnets and Short Poems of Francesco Petrarch (2012, Harvard University Press), Civil Wars (2013, Louisiana State University Press), The Four Other Plays of Sophocles (2013 Johns Hopkins University Press), and The Crooning Wind: Three Greenlandic Poets (New American Press 2013), and Shiksa (C&L Press). His version of The Mahabharata will be published in the spring by Northwestern University Press.
“David Slavitt has (herein) written a book about or for which it is impossible simply to write a blurb—a word, it might interest you to know, coined in 1907 by Gelett Burgess. (Did you think of a purple cow, just then?) The text itself is indescribably (deliciously?) itself. Like the Waloomsac River, it just keeps rolling along, taking the reader irresponsibly with it—laughing out loud again and again and again; marveling at its rapid wit (white water?), the wide breadths of its erudition, the dangerous shallows of its overt and covert cheekiness; marking the vertiginous depths of its, yes, wisdom. To make a long blurb short, I haven’t had this kind of significant fun since I stayed up ‘til dawn one night in 1962 breathlessly reading Pale Fire for the very first time.” ─R. H. W. Dillard on Walloomsac: A Week on the River
“Walloomsac, Slavitt’s latest work, may well be his bravest and most idiosyncratic. It is subtitled a roman fleuve, a river-novel, and its course indeed delightfully eddies from subject to subject… We learn about disease, the relations between men and woman, Shakespeare, disappointment, fonts and their origin, and the perils of misunderstanding. We are exasperated, dazzled, and confused, but always sure of our guide: our most underrated major American writer, and someone who combines learning with a sensibility truly—for once—conscientious.” —Nicholas Birns, The Tropes of Tenth Street, January 20, 2015
Walloomsac was named on an “Editor’s Choice” list in the March 2015 Hollins Critic by R. H. W. Dillard with this comment, “After reading a number of ‘Best Books of 2014’ lists, and noting that they were as usual more interesting for the books they omitted than the usual suspects they included, I decided it to be my duty as the editor of this small but respected critical journal to do a list of my own: appropriately itself small but quite respectable, including four of the best novels I’ve read in years, all of them brilliant, three of them by smaller presses, none of them on those suspect lists I inspected. They are, no two of them, at all like each other except that they are all written in masterly English prose, they are all funny but never silly, they all have an underlying sadness that is both honest and wise, and they are all the kind of page turners (even Robert Coover’s 1,005 page wonder) that will cause a reader to stay up much later than usual, unable to keep from reading just one more chapter. I’ll list them for your urgent attention in the way bookstores used to shelve their books (back when there still were bookstores), Alpha by Author. Take note.” http://www.hollins.edu/who-we-are/news-media/hollins-critic/