March of Time and Skin

by Jeff Stewart

Overview

In this visually stunning road novel, Dead Birds Hot and Flotsam for Jetsam author Jeff Stewart takes you on a pilgrimage with no destination through the cities, the towns, the faces and the blood of years. In his hauntingly brutal debut novel, Stewart negotiates a stark, honest, and sometimes frightening landscape, but not without humor and the abstract victories in a life of constant motion. Grotesque and beautiful, savage and tender and relentless, March of Time and Skin reads like an epic letter fueled by loss, and its direct and unprotected look into the sun and back to the road serves as notice that we are all so agonizingly alive. A new anthem for an unwound, unsound generation.

Stewart delivers in a beautifully raw and direct style that establishes his permanence in American Literature.

Product Details

BN ID:	2940016214078
Publisher:	Jeff Stewart
Publication date:	01/01/2014
Sold by:	Barnes & Noble
Format:	eBook
File size:	287 KB

Editorial Reviews

�Stewart�s March of Time and Skin is inhabited by gale force characters wrapped in brute prose that signals the arrival of a unique new voice in contemporary literature.�

�David Slade, film director (Hard Candy, Twilight: Eclipse, 30 Days of Night)

Web - David Slade

Many poets and writers of my generation were influenced by Charles Bukowski. Jeff Stewart has the same spare honesty and richness of emotion as Buk, but he is not in any way an imitator. His line is strong, and outlook courageous. Mr. Stewart is a fine antidote to the entitled whining of the terminally hip.

�C Ra McGuirt, author, Blue Collar Ballet

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�March of Time and Skin should be held up as the first work by a writer of certain future import. Stewart has invested time in his language and made sure that his sentences emanate from a place of truth, and his courage in revealing the inner wounds, rather than pasting over them, is a generational oddity. Here is a writer to whom one should listen, a writer whose brave voice rises straight up from Yeats� foul rag and bone shop and manages to sing.� �M. Margherita

Web - Michael Margherita