Böcker utgivna av Galileo Press

"Occupations is a feast of language and imagination. Sumptuous and exuberant, laconic and devastating, it plunges the reader into the complexities of life's middle part, from which she could only escape on a hot air balloon ride to no where. I fell in love with every story in this book." -Olga Zilberbourg, Like Water & Other Stories"The stories in Occupations have a strange charm that defies narrative logic. In them, eccentricity and whimsy appear for readers' enjoyment, but their gradual effect is unnerving. Around the surreal comic streak in each story runs the filigree of mania. Mantzaris's characters seem so composed, so manicured that we lean in closer to hear them out as they come unhinged. Something about them fills me with wonder and dread." -Joshua Peralta, 3rd & Orange

"Dark Bird grows quietly 'toward something true', the struggle with our demons, especially, the demon of our silence. Its vulnerability roots deeply through an impersonal spiritual journey. These poems slowly expand and blossom leaving you with 'something stronger than hope'." -Edgar Gabriel Silex, author of Acts of Love"I'm walking toward something true/something green I can taste," writes Sam Schmidt in Dark Bird, a meditation on urgent subjects such as climate and government, as well as a record of one man's grappling with paternal legacy. Throughout this unusual book, Schmidt's skill steadies the reader while poetic shapeshifting makes turning the pages a complete pleasure."-Natasha Saje, author of The Future Will Call You Something Else

"'What happened next?' That's what everyone always asks. 'Did you break up or what? Did you have the baby?' All I can tell you is there is a plus side and a minus side to every choice you make. And fleas come back months after you think you've taken care of the problem."-Rachel (former paid intern)"I loved my son. That's what you don't see in his version of the story. Did I approve of his lifestyle? No, no I did not. But that doesn't mean I didn't love him. The thought that it ever occurred to him to wonder, it hurts more than you can understand." -James Bannister (dead dad)"My brother is an asshole. Why Ashley would want to tell a story from his perspective is beyond me. It would've been better to tell the story from Griff's perspective, or mine. Isn't it obvious that Greg doesn't know what he's talking about?" -April (sister)"It happened. It shouldn't have, but it did. If I could take it back, I would. I guess that's all there is to say." --Beth (mother)

Come to the X starts with an earthquake and ends with a demolition. The author Julia Wendell is fearless in the irons, and she writes with a merciful and elegant pen about the old military sport of three day eventing in a modern era with its heroes, its clowns, its suffering dreams, and especially, its ghosts. Hers is a restless gambit of big distance, risky terrain, stop watches, even a chainsaw opera in South Carolina. Wendell is so like Kerouac, except the beast under her is a sentient one. It bites. It kicks. It sends her crashing to the ground. And the characters are real too, the living ones and the ones who arent living anymore. In between is the elusive canter, in all its guises, at times extended, at times collected, but never quite reaching an elastic middle, despite her hands, heels, curses, and gentle urgings.