Too Many Books In The Kitchen

I'm Michael Hingston, books columnist for the Edmonton Journal (new columns every other Friday).

My novel The Dilettantes was published in 2013 by Freehand Books. Here's everything you might want to know about it.

Other topics under discussion: podcasts, strange sodas, the Wu-Tang Clan, and Moby-Dick.

Email me, if you like, at hingston [at] gmail [dot] com. I'm available for hire and I like free books.


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Charlie Ahearn (1)
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Jane Austen (1)
Paul Auster (1)
Tash Aw (1)
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Roy Blount Jr. (1)
Boethius (1)
Roberto Bolaño (1) (2)
Mike Boldt (1; interview)
Jacques Bonnet (1)
Jorge Luis Borges (1) (2) (3) (4) (5) (6)
Grégoire Bouillier (1)
Thea Bowering (1; interview)
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C.P. Boyko (1; interview) (2)
Inge Bremer-Trueman (1; interview)
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Lynn Coady (1; interview) (2) (3; interview)
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Patrick deWitt (1; Q&A) (2; Q&A)
Marcello Di Cintio (1; interview)
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Meags Fitzgerald (1; interview)
Jonathan Safran Foer (1; interview)
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Isol (1)
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Ian Weir, Will Starling

Like the boy who gives the book its name, Will Starling is quick on its feet, and takes pride in always staying one step ahead of whoever it’s telling its story to. Granted, that’s a little easier when your subject matter is grave robbers, death by candied plum, and the increasingly flimsy line between this life and the next. But the Langley, B.C.-based Weir has plenty more up his sleeve—not least of all a crackerjack lexicon of cobbled-together Georgian slang—to keep the material elevated well above a mere page-turner.

My latest review for the National Post.

Read the whole thing here.

Oct 21, 2014

Harry Karlinsky, The Stonehenge Letters

It’s a provocative approach, and, for my money, among the most delectable brands of historical fiction out there. By locating, and then shamelessly exploiting, a few quirks in Nobel’s biography, Karlinsky is daring us to call his bluff—to point out exactly where truth ends and fiction begins … With so many provocations and feints, Karlinsky had me merrily by the nose for long stretches of the book.

Did you hear the one about Alfred Nobel convincing Ivan Pavlov, Theodore Roosevelt, Rudyard Kipling, and Marie Curie to try to solve the mystery of Stonehenge?

Well, it didn’t happen. But Harry Karlinsky’s new novel imagines it were so.

Read my full review, from the National Post, here.

Jun 4, 2014

Perrine Leblanc, Kolia (trans. David Scott Hamilton)

It might sound crazy to point out that a character born in a Siberian gulag in 1937 has it too easy in life, but that’s the unusual corner Perrine Leblanc’s debut novel paints itself into. Despite the fact that young Kolia begins his life surrounded by bodies either recently deceased or soon to be, the boy is handed one lucky break after another, eventually rising to the ranks of a nationally acclaimed circus clown in Moscow with an ease and fluidity that pushes past good luck and into the realm of disbelief.

In last weekend’s National Post, I reviewed Kolia, the debut novel from Quebec’s Perrine Leblanc.

Read the whole thing here.

Oct 9, 2013

Norm Sibum, The Traymore Rooms


One of the great joys of fiction is watching a novel set up a problem that only it has the tools to solve. With long novels, that problem also tends to involve a balancing act of the reader’s time invested vs. the stimulation received. But a novel as long and cyclical as Norm Sibum’s The Traymore Rooms wears its problem on its sleeve even more pointedly: It asks, “How little territory can I possibly cover over 600 pages?” And that comes with a built-in dare to the reader: “How long can I trick you into sticking with me?”

Over at the National Post, I reviewed a 600-page debut novel (my copy is actually 730+, but who’s counting?) where almost nothing happens. It’s more complicated than that, of course—and not only because its author is a seasoned poet who knows exactly what he’s up to.

Read the whole thing here.

Aug 23, 2013

Carol Shaben, Into the Abyss

The tone of Into the Abyss is similarly overreaching. When Larry speaks, his voice is “deep with emotion.” Erik doesn’t just try to remember something: “a wisp of something forgotten feathered the edge of his consciousness.” Earlier, we’re told he “was banking flying hours like bonus points in a pinball game.” What this means, I have no idea. Quickly? Cumulatively? Is there an Addams Family theme, somehow?

Today in the National Post, I got to write about Carol Shaben’s Into the Abyss, which documents an infamous Alberta plane crash in the ’80s.

And yet Shaben’s book is dull, overwritten, and possibly fatally biased. Who knew? Read the full review here.

Nov 30, 2012

Alex Leslie, People Who Disappear

The other standout piece takes a similar kind of risk, and yields just as much reward. “People Who Are Michael” tells the story of a teenaged pop star’s rise to fame, but only through the prism of videos uploaded to his YouTube channel. He starts out high-voiced and anonymous, standing nervously in front of a Bart Simpson poster; before long he’s fending off legions of fans and marvelling at his own success. Then a dark twist in the middle turns the story into an electric cautionary tale.

I’m back in the pages of the National Post this weekend, this time with a review of the promising debut story collection from Vancouver’s Alex Leslie. My favourite story has my name in the title!

Read the whole thing here.

Apr 13, 2012

I’ve written for the Post a couple of times now, but my Robert Hough review is the first one to actually make it into print.

And holy shit. It looks incredible (which makes sense)—plus, it shares a page only with the esteemed Sarah Weinman’s new crime column. This feeling: the warmest. The fuzziest.

Feb 26, 2012

Robert Hough, Dr. Brinkley’s Tower

While working my way through Dr. Brinkley’s Tower, the fourth novel from Toronto’s Robert Hough, I kept getting that nagging feeling there was a reference being made that I couldn’t pin down. The cozy small-town setting, the travelling salesman hawking a life-changing construction project, the way the community rallies together in funny and unexpected ways—it all felt so familiar. What was Hough riffing on?

Then it came to me. The Simpsons. Season 4. “Marge vs. the Monorail.”

From this weekend’s National Post, my review of a lovely novel about Mexico, con artists, radio towers, and gumball machines. (All Simpsons references are, as usual, my own.)

Feb 24, 2012

John Jeremiah Sullivan, Pulphead

Broadly speaking, Sullivan is interested in American culture: from its sugary and omnipresent mainstream (MTV’s The Real World, Michael Jackson) to its dustier, quieter corners (forgotten blues records, ancient cave paintings in Tennessee). There’s not a bad piece in the bunch, most of which was originally written for GQ magazine, but Sullivan’s work hits the stratosphere when it achieves a delicate triangulation—simultaneously reporting the fine details of the piece, the big-picture implications and, most importantly, Sullivan’s personal relationship to each.

It took nearly a year, but I’m back in the pages of the National Post today with a review of John Jeremiah Sullivan’s Pulphead. Hooray! The book is superb—and come to think of it, you’d be hard pressed to find a more foolproof Christmas gift. Sullivan is a crowd-pleaser.

And I’m proud of the review, too; they really let me go to town. Read the full thing—including where I threaten to make out with my favourite passage—here.

Dec 2, 2011

Hannah Pittard, The Fates Will Find Their Way

Nobody knows where, exactly, Nora Lindell disappeared to, but the boys from her high school know one thing for sure: She’s not coming back.

The first pages of Hannah Pittard’s exquisite debut novel lay out all of the clues at their disposal. She went missing on Halloween—that much they agree on. But every other memory conflicts with someone else’s, with each boy absolutely positive that his is the correct version. A bus station is mentioned. Then an abortion clinic. Hot dogs. Movie theatres. Pay phones. Two of the boys swear they saw her climb into a stranger’s Pontiac Catalina. Another, feeling excluded, claims to have had sex with Nora the month before.

Before long, the departed 16-year-old has become a cipher, a repository for all of the boys’ repressed desires, feelings and fears. Not so much the sexual ones—they’re pretty upfront about their constantly redlining hormones—as those that run deeper, more elemental. Nora becomes a stand-in for everything that never was, but maybe could have been, had things worked out a little differently. 

The Fates Will Find Their Way is narrated by all of the boys at once, in the first-person plural, so the reader is never quite able to ascribe these feelings to any one in particular. Then again, there’s no need to. Because while their specific circumstances may vary, these kids never grow out of the fundamental group mentality that Nora’s disappearance creates; even well into adulthood (and marriage and fatherhood, for that matter) they still get together, late at night, and try in vain to turn their handful of battered jigsaw pieces into a complete puzzle.

Put another way, it’s a book about the particular eerie stillness of the suburbs—where you talk, and talk, and talk, just to fill the space.

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Jan 14, 2011