Rick
Rick started working at Elliott Bay when Gerald Ford was President of the U.S.
Reviews & Recommendations
In a time when the necessity and urgency of certain books feels more apparent and vital than ever, it's imperative to know the ground we are literally standing upon - its past, its real past, what has led to these present moments, the state of this time. I know of few single books that have invoked this ground as brilliantly, beautifully, and fiercely as Layli Long Soldier does in Whereas. This is not a book, a debut coming from nowhere. Rather, it comes out of place and life, of others preceding, stands with other strong voices in its time, and calls out. Its call is utterly powerful. The day a copy came in the mail, I was on a night flight across the country, west to east. Reading these words, I felt the plane suddenly drawn down to the ground, down to be amidst those there at Standing Rock, putting body, belief, and voice on the line for dignity and justice. Whereas does so as other books do, but poetically, profoundly, and tellingly as few others have. The 'grassesgrassesgrasses.' Yes yes yes.
Along with her just-released chapbook, Arab in Newsland (Two Sylvias Press), this debut collection by local poet and translator Lena Khalaf Tuffaha brings the Palestinian (and Jordanian and Syrian) diasporas home to this part of the world. Vivid testimony to homelands riven by occupation and strife, and what home (and justice) here are in the reckoning of it all. Beauty in the every day, in small acts and rituals is also celebrated here.
(This book cannot be returned.)
Thanks to Seattle University's Global African Studies program, which brought renowned Senegalese author Ken Bugul (pen name for Marietou M'Baye), to Seattle in spring 2017, we were able to host a memorably wonderful reading with this dynamic writer and prominent Francophone African literary figure. Published over thirty years ago, this is still the only work of Ms. Bugul's translated to date - a powerful, first-of-its-kind memoir, especially for having been written thirty years ago, that wrestles with colonial injustice and gender inequalities.
Published in 2012, Mojave poet Natalie Diaz's debut collection has been an enduring favorite, one whose publication we helped celebrate here with a reading that included Sherman Alexie and others in a basketball gym (she is a former All America college player and European pro). These fervent poems sing to life and travail with passion, humor, insight, and resilience, on the reservation and off. Whenever her next book arrives, it can't be soon enough.
In a book that is at once expansive and also lean and taut, Jamaica-born poet and prose writer Kei Miller has written a quietly powerful novel of people bound by place and circumstance in Jamaica for a good part of this past century. Certain larger, possibly mysterious powers are invoked, along with those of greed, betrayal, latent colonialism, and class-determined fate - all rendered in beautiful, concise, poetic language. Augustown feels deeply to be conjured of the Jamaica and the actual Augustown it comes from. Now it's a book to sink deeply, memorably, into the hearts and minds of readers everywhere.
No better $35 can be spent for a book in this country than this collection of James Baldwin's collected non-fiction - what were published as five books, from Notes of a Native Son through The Devil Finds Work, with a selection of essays not previously collected included. Timely in their day, this writing feels prophetically and astoundingly true to today, soaring, seeing, telling what needs to be seen and told. This, thirty years after James Baldwin's passing. His fiction, published in two accompanying Library of America volumes, to be read and known, too. A great gift to give to another - or to yourself.
Sri Lanka-born writer Ru Freeman's stirring second novel drew comparisons with Dickens (!) for its vivid portrayal of children as central characters in this moving story of a small village-like lane about to enter the violence and turmoil of civil war. This story of various ethnicities and classes, centered around its children, but including adults, is one of how the world is engaged and learned about - including a world with harsh lessons to teach. Joys and sorrows abound - there is humor, music, quests of heart - and there is what comes to this lane from the larger world. The ending will break - and make - your heart.
If as a recent New York Times article on the making of the film, Edge of the Knife, says, there are fewer than twenty fluent speakers of Haida alive today, Robert Bringhhurst's reclamation of these recorded Haida myths - the written versions, for the most part, filed away in drawers and boxes thousands of miles away - would seem to be even more important. Linguist and ethnographer John Swinton in 1900, ostensibly under Franz Boas' tutelage, but then under the sway of such Haida mythtelling poets as Skaay and Ghandl, copied down epic poetic pieces as they were narrated. Others have made the case that what Beowulf is to the part of the world it comes from, these stories are to this part of the world. Fundamental beauty and imagination are at work here, along with Bringhurst's keen insights on story, myth, culture, landscape, history - all the elements.
Fairy tale writing of a high, brilliantly imagined order is at work here in Victor Lavalle's newest (summer 2017, this is) novel. At the outset, seeming to be a conventional enough story of a New York City book-loving freelance book dealer who falls in love, marries, and, with his wife, sets out to live life, including having a child. All of that happens- this reads at times like a primer for new parenthood, all the routines, how life seems unbelievably altered from the time before child. And then things start to happen. All manner of things, online and off, in a New York City we might know, and in a New York City that we might not. How enchanted is all of this? You won't be able to put this down until you reach the end. Victor Lavalle does it here.
Days after hearing Angela Davis, at the memorial for Toni Morrison, tell of her wanting to be driven, late in life, out to the countryside, the night sky, the Milky Way, an early copy of this book with this title came into our hands. The title alone was enough to invite opening. Lo and behold, not only a stunning book for its beauty, but for the stories it carries, speaking to the Milky Way, and more...This is the transporting tale a of a family—five girls, their mother and father, forced to flee their home country under harrowing circumstances. The old land and new are never named, but it's Afghanistan and then southern California, 1980. This book tells the family's story in the most unique, generous-spirited way, carrying wonder and delight in life, but also the weight of loss and bearing horrific news from what was home all the while. This book, with its one perspective and with its many perspectives, is more than coming of age, it's coming into being as an individual and as part of something much larger.
Already a writer of formidably brilliant works of Indigenous (Nishnaabeg) philosophy and scholarship, as well as smart, knowing stories, Leanne Simpson with this book turns storytelling as most of us have known it through books on its head—and then some. An overlying narrator who is frozen in ice, gives voice to seven primary characters, and others, five of them Nishnaabeg humans, the others a caribou and a maple tree. Each of these relates their navigating through a present-day of the settler colonized most of us know—things 'contained, counted, and consumed,' finding solace in the natural world when they can find the natural world, holding onto certain things that need to be held on to, acts of resistance for sure, but also acts of wry humor and wisdom. No work of fiction published in the US this year that I encountered challenged my reading life, therefore my life, as Noopiming has.
