A Review by Juliet Cook of Blood, Booze, and Other Things in Nature by C E Hoffman

 "And I know people are (re)awakening / ‘cause heads turn to our lights as we bounce down the street / sure some seek to crush us but damn we’ve done that for centuries / crippled all minorities / twin spirits, / matriarchal deities. // Yet even as we the students against our teachers thrash and scream / forever are we learning. // It’s nice being the only guy in my pre-natal yoga class." (in the poem "Prenatal Yoga aka Relearning Breath")

C E Hoffman's "Blood, Booze, and Other Things in Nature" (Alien Buddha Press, 2022) offers a unique collection of poems that range from short and succinct creative notes to longer, more detailed explorations of/elaborations upon the small and large elements of an individual life.  Sometimes you want to escape from that life and other times you try your best to handle and embrace and appreciate your own myriad quirks, raw imperfections, and the fact that you are you.

"I’ve seen my own mind begin to / bubble: tar melting on a hot day" (in the poem "It's All Okay")

From feeling unattractive and unpopular to wondering what the hell popularity is even about.

"I pretended I wasn’t jealous / of popularity or prettiness / but I was" and "I learned cool kids are just / loud losers with friends / and when everyone spoke of adventures / they’d already happened, or never would" (in the poem "Ex (Get Gone Pt. 2))

From striving closer towards your own truth and your own genuine self, but still having bad days and knowing that scars, broken bones, and death are inevitable.

"Nothing is guaranteed. / We live in bones that break. / There are wasted weekends, / sagging beds, there is freezer-burnt colostrum." (in the poem "Broken Bones/Souls")

From radical honesty (while still hiding certain things) about relationship issues, self-harm, continually questioning oneself and one's life. Wondering "What if this is the best I can be."

This collection is worth a read and as the author says in the poem "New Moon in Cancer (Radical Honesty 101)":

"I guess this is where I should commend you to Share, click Like on my gripes,"  /  disseminate like Everywhere  // Smear my sexy guts on the fearsome culturescape in the hopes that someone may / hear and say, // “Hey, this resonates, cheers.”"

~Juliet Cook, poet and editor of Blood Pudding Press

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Find out more about C E Hoffman and this book (and consider buying it) via the links and bio below:

Buy link: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09YQ4W4WL

Website: https://cehoffman.net

Twitter: https://twitter.com/CEHoffman2

Bio: 

C E Hoffman (they/them) was born, gave birth, and tried to die in Edmonton, AB (not necessarily in that order.) A grant recipient, Writer’s Union of Canada member, and winner of the 2022 Defunct May Day Chapbook contest with their chapbook NO ACTUAL SIN, they’ve been published widely online and in print since 2010, and edited Punk Monk Magazine since 2012.  Current releases include their #OwnVoices short story collection SLUTS AND WHORES (Thurston Howl Publications, 2021), BLOOD, BOOZE, AND OTHER THINGS IN NATURE (Alien Buddha Press, 2022), and GHOSTS, TROLLS, AND OTHER THINGS ON THE INTERNET (Bottlecap Press, 2022.) Follow them on Twitter @CEHoffman2, and listen to their podcast Scribbles & Spills.

A NEW (mini) Review by J. Marc Harding of Juliet Cook's poetry book, Malformed Confetti!

 "This poetry is addictive and I'm going to need more. Read this."

J. Marc Harding

Another new (mini)review of Juliet Cook's "Malformed Confetti" poetry book (published by Crisis Chronicles Press in 2018) 💜

Thank you to J. Marc Harding

https://www.goodreads.com/review/show/4352228489?book_show_action=false 

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Find out more about Malformed Confetti and consider acquiring a copy for yourself via Crisis Chronicles Press here - http://ccpress.blogspot.com/2018/10/Cook102.html

Or via Amazon here - https://www.amazon.com/Malformed-Confetti-Juliet-Cook/dp/1640929738

Or from the Blood Pudding Press shop here - https://www.etsy.com/listing/641070988/malformed-confetti-by-juliet-cook-2018?ref=shop_home_active_9

A NEW Review of the Blood Pudding Press poetry chapbook "i saw god cooking children / paint their bones"!

Thank you to Latif Askia Ba for this wonderful review of the Blood Pudding Press poetry chapbook, "i saw god cooking children / paint their bones" by john comptom

"john compton's most recent chapbook, “i saw god cooking children / paint their bones,” produced and published beautifully by Blood Pudding Press, is a testament to love—not the trite and sappy kind, but the kind “rooted in piss and shit” as the Zen saying goes.

Captured in Compton’s (perpetually) turning phrases, peppered by his playful and refreshingly rare diction—catastrophe flowers across these pages, and though they are few, they manage to create an unignorable echo, which rattles furiously in the mind by the end of the collection.

It’s not really my place to read into things, but I’m going to anyway. It seems that the source of this powerful resonance is Compton’s mother, a reoccurring character throughout the book, who (being “plagued / by a psychotic / god”) had a contentious relationship with the poet, and instead of letting this relationship live in a slew of depressing word salads, Compton sets up a sort of dialectic with the pain of being his mother’s “faggot son.”

The poet, rejecting this identity, re-educates us (and corrects his mother) in his sexual vignettes like “fellation” or “the memory of seeing my first uncut penis.”

Even in a poem named “the israeli war,” where you expect an account of pure misery, Compton refuses this from us. Instead, his description is tender: “an explosion of wings.” And so, in this very way, he takes the words and deeds of his mother and bends them around his lines into gentle, ornate lamentations.

Reading “i saw god painting children…” felt like I was eavesdropping on an intimate conversation between a mother and her son, and even if their relationship was marked by suffering, I could still hear the stubborn cadence of love…

or maybe it was just me breathing too loudly. Either way, you can buy this chapbook and other masterly constructed chapbooks at https://www.etsy.com/shop/BloodPuddingPress

A NEW mini-review of "A Red Witch, Every Which Way", a collaborative full-length poetry book by Juliet Cook & j/j hastain (published in 2016 by Hysterical Books)

"two incredible poets who know just what boundaries to push and who push those boundaries well."

Part of a new mini-review by Amy Layton, of "A Red Witch, Every Which Way", a collaborative full-length poetry book by j/j hastain and Juliet Cook, published in 2016 by Hysterical Books

read more HERE - https://www.goodreads.com/review/show/2820019598?book_show_action=true&from_review_page=1

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You can acquire your very own copy of "A Red Witch, Every Which Way" from Hysterical Books HERE - https://www.hystericalbooks.com/product-page/a-red-witch-every-which-way

Or from Amazon HERE - https://www.amazon.com/Red-Witch-Every-Which-Way/dp/0940821044

Or from Juliet Cook's own Blood Pudding Press shop HERE - https://www.etsy.com/listing/473901408/a-red-witch-every-which-way-2016-full?ref=shop_home_active_2

A NEW review of an older poetry chapbook by Juliet Cook - Soft Foam

"The third book of poetry I've read by Juliet Cook and this one feels very different to the others, there is a strong rawness to the writing which wasn't as obvious in the previous books, there is still that dreamlike quality and it still seems to straddle that razor's edge between life and death."

from a new review by Jason Denness of an older poetry chapbook by Juliet Cook, "Soft Foam" (Blood Pudding Press for Dusie Kollektiv 4, 2010)

read more of the review here - https://felcherman.wordpress.com/2019/03/04/soft-foam-by-juliet-cook/

acquire your own hand-designed copy of "Soft Foam" from the Blood Pudding Press shop here - https://www.etsy.com/listing/59222402/soft-foam-by-juliet-cook?ref=shop_home_active_4

Juliet Cook's "Malformed Confetti" and "From One Ruined Human to Another" are soon to be newly REVIEWED!

Eileen Murphy received copies of Juliet Cook's 2018 poetry chapbook, "From One Ruined Human to Another" (Cringe-Worthy Poets Collective Press) AND Juliet Cook's 2018 full-length poetry book, "Malformed Confetti" (Crisis Chronicles Press) and is planning on writing reviews of both books soon! 

A creatively wonderful thank you to Eileen Murphy and to the presses who published these books!

Anyone who does not yet have a copy of one or both of these books, I'll link to them below in case you are interested.

The poetry chapbook, "From One Ruined Human to Another" was published in June 2018 by CWP Collective Press!

You can acquire your own copy of this poetry chapbook from CWP, HERE - https://www.cwpcollectivepress.com/bookstore-1/from-one-ruined-human-to-another

Or from the author's Blood Pudding Press shop, HERE - https://www.etsy.com/listing/634109226/from-one-ruined-human-to-another-by?ref=shop_home_feat_4

Wonderful cover art by Craig Firsdon.

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The new full-length poetry book, "Malformed Confetti", was published in October 2018 by Crisis Chronicles Press!

You can acquire your own copy of Malformed Confetti from Crisis Chronicles Press, HERE -https://ccpress.blogspot.com/2018/10/Cook102.html

Or from Amazon, HERE - https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1640929738/ref=cm_sw_r_tw_myi?m=AXH8DEUFPPU2O

Or directly from the author's Blood Pudding Press shop, HERE - https://www.etsy.com/listing/641070988/malformed-confetti-by-juliet-cook-2018?ref=shop_home_feat_1

Gorgeous cover art by Simona Candini.

A wonderful NEW review of Juliet Cook's Malformed Confetti

"A narrative voice of shape-shifting persona often addressing a "you" of unknown provenance. An "I" multiform, trying and discarding multiple guises...Language that reveals--and revels in--anatomical metaphor. Beneath the mascara, beneath even the epidermis, to stage III and IV pressure sores, clots, "crepuscular creep" and "throbbing pupa"..."

a part of this awesomely wonderful review by Wayne F Burke of Juliet Cook's poetry book, "Malformed Confetti" (Crisis Chronicles Press, 2018)

read the whole review HERE - https://www.amazon.com/gp/customer-reviews/R1TOPEHI8G2FCD/ref=cm_cr_dp_d_rvw_ttl?ie=UTF8&ASIN=1640929738

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 Acquire your own copy of Malformed Confetti from Crisis Chronicles Press, HERE -https://ccpress.blogspot.com/2018/10/Cook102.html

Or from Amazon, HERE -https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1640929738/ref=cm_sw_r_tw_myi?m=AXH8DEUFPPU2O

Or directly from Blood Pudding Press, HERE -https://www.etsy.com/listing/641070988/malformed-confetti-by-juliet-cook-2018?ref=shop_home_feat_1

A wonderful NEW review of Juliet Cook's poetry chapbook, "SOFT FOAM"!

Another wonderful review by Casey Kiser, of another Blood Pudding Press poetry chapbook by Juliet Cook, "Soft Foam"!

"Currently, my absolute favorite Juliet Cook collection. Though, I have a lot to go. 
I got half-way through and had to call my drug dealer. 
I put her poetry in the genre of gateway drug ;)
This is some fine-tuned chaotic brilliance. An insomniac's delight. 
She is quite a master of words. Every poem in this one left me drooling. 
Absolute favorites: ALL OF THEM, 'Squiggles in Wonderland'.
Maybe, once I collect all Juliet's books, I will just giveaway my tv.

'This drunk compliments my legs.
I compliment my own legs in my head
in an other's voice. All it takes
to induce another fantasy.'

-From 'Sink or Float (drunk fantasy)"

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You can acquire your own copy of "Soft Foam" from the Blood Pudding Press shop here - https://www.etsy.com/listing/59222402/soft-foam-by-juliet-cook?ref=shop_home_active_16

You can also read it for free online here -http://www.dusie.org/Dusie%204%20pdfs/Juliet%20Cook%20Dusie%204%20chap.pdf

Juliet Cook's review of the poetry chapbook, "Exposed" by Michael A. Griffith

Michael A. Griffith's "Exposed" (Soma Publishing, 2018) is a very worthwhile read that struck me as sad and moving and powerful and meaningful and unsettling and upsetting and uncomfortable all at the same time. It focuses on broken bodies, crumbling minds, and disabilities - and how they are viewed and treated by those suffering, those surrounding the suffering, and the industry that supposedly cares for the suffering. It caused me to visualize bodily destruction leading towards impending death.

            "The cut man bleeding out
            time in his bathtub ballet

            astride one good foot, hands

            on slippery walls as the other foot

            crumbles

            to mud.

            Water runs, water washes,
            showers down time an impure thing

            runs a ring around him"

            from the poem "THE CUT MAN"

Even more troubling than the body-based pain and disability is the possible deterioration and  demise of the brain and the fear of being stuck in a mental purgatory of some sort of dementia. Quite a few of the poems in this collection express feeling trapped in the controlled horror of a nursing home, being cared for and uncared for at the same time. Surrounded by other ailing creatures, your physical and mental environment starts to look and feel like a decrepit monster mash, brimming with zombies, impending ghosts and ghouls, and others. Deteriorating bodies and minds are surrounded by workers doing their un-personal jobs, even if their job involves keeping you imprisoned in one space, stuck in a big house full of small room sized jail sells for the elderly and infirm, who did nothing wrong, other than staying alive in a feeble state of body or mind and now being all lumped together.

            "I am beginning to forget more than I care to remember.
            Turn out the light and I may forget what is in the room.
            I remember Batman and Robin wearing their underwear
            on the outside and The Joker had a moustache.

            Did I remember to change my underwear today?

            I am wondering if I knew you or if I know you.
            No, you: you there.
            Faces, not names, come to mind.
            And smells and sounds wash off decades of silt,

            and some details come to the surface like dead fish."

            from the poem "SILT"

The brain debilitation implied in some of the poems is sad but relate-able to me, because I'm someone who had been very individualistically communicative for years, then suffered an unexpected stroke when I was only 37, which resulted in brain damage. I backtracked from being a strong reader and writer to being someone who had to re-learn the alphabet and learn to read again via children's books. My mind felt the same as it used to, but couldn't express itself the way it used to. Prior to the stroke, I had been very word-based, but after the stroke, I became more image-based, because even if I couldn't remember the words for things, I could visualize the images. I've since recovered to the point of being both word-based AND image-based, but I still have mild aphasia and basic word issues and memory issues - and I've also found out that after a certain amount of time, some people just don't want to hear about it anymore.

I still remember attending therapy sessions in the beginning of my recovery process and how the waiting room was filled with people older than me, people in wheelchairs, people with one side of their face paralyzed, people drooling, people who seemed like they couldn't speak for themselves.  I wanted to know who they were; not just stare at their physical ailments.  My therapist didn't seem to care about me on a personal level. She just seemed to be doing her basic job and at the end of each session she gave me paperwork tests to take home and complete and bring in to my next session. My husband usually didn't even come in to the waiting room with me. He'd just drive me to my appointment then wait in the car. He didn't want a disabled wife, so he tried his best to ignore the disability, until it became clear it wasn't going away, and then he told me my personality had changed and he was sick of hearing about my stroke and my poetry. Obviously, he's not my husband anymore, but no way was I giving up on poetry, and I truly think my passion for poetic words largely uplifted my recovery.

Although several poems in Exposed explore the uneasiness associated with memory loss, those poems are also capturing the speaker's current thoughts (and feelings and ideas and images) and keeping them alive within a poem, so that they will continue to exist, even if they later disappear from the brain. I've often thought of the present captured in a poem as another kind of present. A poetic gift.

Of course poems do not cause the fear of possible impending dementia, other brain paralysis, and other mental and physical disabilities to disappear, but it is still very meaningful and important to express ourselves while we still can and I think that Michael A. Griffith's "Exposed" is a valuable,  worthwhile, and thought provoking exploration and collection on many levels.

For me personally, it elicited thoughts, feelings, memories - it inspired this review - and it also unexpectedly inspired a poem.

~Juliet Cook

Another NEW Review of an old book, "Horrific Confection" (AND a link to a new book,"Malformed Confetti")

"This is a dark collection of poetry focusing on childhood fears, eating disorders, body dysmorphia and…..cake. Well that is the feeling I get from reading this, it leaves a lot to the reader’s imagination, how you read certain lines in each poem can change the whole poem completely, it’s all very clever.

The book seems to span a great distance, with early poems showing childhood fears and being in awe of her mum, and then in later poems the poet has grown up and is writing about sex and her own baby (which I think may or may not have flippers)."

part of another new review of Juliet Cook's ten tear old first full-length poetry book, "Horrific Confection"

read the rest by clicking the link here - https://felcherman.wordpress.com/2018/09/16/horrific-confection-by-juliet-cook/

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Ten years later (October 2018), Juliet Cook's second full-length poetry book, Malformed Confetti, has finally come to life - and you might be interested in investigating that collection too!

HERE is its goodreads link - https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/42378555-malformed-confetti

Yours, Juliet Cook

A NEW Review of the Blood Pudding Press poetry chapbook,"Cutting Eyes From Ghosts" by Ariana D. Den Bleyker

"Den Bleyker aims straight for our hearts in her poems and finds the grave hidden there, examining it with morbid fascination."

part of a review written by Eileen Murphy, of the Blood Pudding Press poetry chapbook, "Cutting Eyes From Ghosts" by Ariana D. Den Bleyker

thank you very much to Eileen Murphy for writing the review, thank you very much to Menacing Hedge for publishing the review, and thank you very much to Ariana D. Den Bleyker for writing these poems

read more of the review (as well as the other work within the Fall 2018 Issue of Menacing Hedge) here - http://menacinghedge.com/fall2018/review-murphy.php

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acquire a copy of "Cutting Eyes From Ghosts" by Ariana D. Den Bleyker from the Blood Pudding Press shop here -https://www.etsy.com/listing/512469489/new-cutting-eyes-from-ghosts-by-ariana-d?ref=shop_home_feat_4

A NEW mini-review of Juliet Cook's 2018 poetry chapbook, "From One Ruined Human to Another" (CWP Collective Press)

From One Ruined Human to Another is a gruesome collection of self-deprecating poems which divulge a universe where a life is “a leech unraveling from a ripped out hole.”

from a new review by Susan Yount of Juliet Cook's poetry chapbook, "From One Ruined Human to Another"

read more here - https://www.goodreads.com/review/show/2517675991?book_show_action=false&from_review_page=1

acquire your own copy of "From One Ruined Human..." from CWP Collective Press here - https://www.cwpcollectivepress.com/bookstore-1/from-one-ruined-human-to-another

or from the Blood Pudding Press shop here - https://www.etsy.com/listing/634109226/from-one-ruined-human-to-another-by?ref=shop_home_active_1

A new mini-review of Juliet Cook's seven year old Blood Pudding Press poetry chapbook, "POST-STROKE"

A new mini-review of Juliet Cook's seven year old poetry chapbook, "POST-STROKE":

" This diminutive collection of poems expresses the author's attempts to live with a health issue that greatly affected her life. The words she chooses to express herself are creative and piercing; abstract, yet clear in intention. Frustration, acceptance and dark humor fill the lines that tell the story between the lines. Most affecting for me is the author's attempt to rescue buried memories. Another moving collection from a verbal artist.."

Janie C.

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If you're someone who hasn't yet read this chapbook and would like to, you can read it online HERE - http://www.dusie.org/COOK%20POST%20STROKE.pdf

If you would like your own hand-designed print copy of this chapbook, you can acquire it from the Blood Pudding Press shop HERE -https://www.etsy.com/listing/69547229/post-stroke-by-juliet-cook?ref=shop_home_active_7

A NEW Mini-Review of "A Red Witch, Every Which Way" by Juliet Cook and j/j hastain (Hysterical Books, 2016)

5 out of 5 stars
"Absolutely beautiful and disturbing at the same time, just the way I like my poetry!" Sarah Peterson's delightful mini-review of "A Red Witch, Every Which Way" by Juliet Cook and j/j hastain

acquire your own copy HERE - https://www.etsy.com/listing/473901408/a-red-witch-every-which-way-2016-full?ref=shop_home_active_1

Also available from Hysterical Books -https://www.hystericalbooks.com/product-page/a-red-witch-every-which-way

Also available from Amazon - https://www.amazon.com/Red-Witch-Every-Which-Way/dp/0940821044

Links to a few Blood Pudding Press chapbook reviews

The Book Reviews section of M. Earl Smith's new website includes two reviews of Blood Pudding Press poetry chapbooks.

"Stick Up" by Paul David Adkins, which is still available in the Blood Pudding Press shop HERE - https://www.etsy.com/listing/188110107/stick-up-by-paul-david-adkins-2014-blood?ref=shop_home_active_3

and "Girl Gang" by Juliet Cook (currently discontinued)

Thank you to M. Earl Smith! Read the reviews by clicking the links HERE - https://mearlsmith.com/book-reviews

A NEW Review of the Blood Pudding Press poetry chapbook, "Paloma" by Jennifer E. Hudgens at Drunk Monkeys

"This collection, beautifully hand bound by Blood Pudding Press, is a love letter to those who have left, and those who are left behind."

from a NEW 100 Word Book Review of the Blood Pudding Press poetry chapbook, "Paloma" by Jennifer E. Hudgens.

thank you very much to Drunk Monkeys for this review.

read the rest HERE -http://www.drunkmonkeys.us/2017-posts/2018/4/11/100-word-book-reviews-paloma-jennifer-e-hudgens

acquire your own copy of "Paloma" within  the Blood Pudding Press shop HERE - https://www.etsy.com/listing/562664430/new-paloma-by-jennifer-e-hudgens?ref=shop_home_feat_1

A NEW Review of a Vintage Blood Pudding Press poetry chapbook ("Girl Gang" by Juliet Cook)

Thank you to M. Earl Smith and Galatea Resurrects for this Blood Pudding Press review of the poetry chapbook, "Girl Gang" by Juliet Cook.

The next person who purchases a chapbook from Blood Pudding Press will have a free copy of "Girl Gang" thrown into your purchase. :)

https://www.etsy.com/shop/BloodPuddingPress

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"The paradoxes within this group mirror the changes in society and how the ideas of feminism and sexuality are viewed. This volume is unafraid to be what it enjoys being, all while challenging the conventions of the past and the stereotypes of the present."

a snippet from the vintage review by M. Earl Smith of the Blood Pudding Press poetry chapbook, "Girl Gang", which was published in 2007.

The review was just published yesterday at Galatea Resurrects, but the reason it's vintage is because the chapbook is more than 10 years old. 😮

The reason this chapbook evaded the reviewer for so long might partly be because I've had it discontinued from the Blood Pudding Press shop for several years now.

read more of the review HERE - http://galatearesurrects2018.blogspot.com/2018/02/girl-gang-by-juliet-cook.html

A Powerful New Review of the New "Fuck Cancer Poems" by Michael Grover (thank you to Matthew J Hall)!

"From empathy comes understanding. From understanding comes purpose. Above all else, Fuck Cancer Poems is a book of purpose. Grover is most certainly saying, fuck you, to the cancerous cells he hosts. Moreover, though, his resounding, fuck you!, is aimed at a wider pain; a common pain that the populace plays host to. The pain of loss. The discomfort of playing against the odds. The sorrow of getting older and watching friends die. The frustration of baring witness to money-hungry leaders rising from the ranks of schizophrenic government. These poems are a thoughtful response and a gut-deep reaction. They are the fuck destruction poems. They are fuck apathy poems. Fuck suffering quietly poems. Fuck loneliness poems. Fuck banal poetry poems. These are the resolute, empathetic, defiant, purposeful words of a man who has looked death in the eye; these are, Michael Grover’s, fuck cancer poems."

from a powerful new review by Matthew J. Hall of the Blood Pudding Press poetry chapbook, "Fuck Cancer Poems" by Michael Grover.

read the entire review HERE - http://www.screamingwithbrevity.com/review-fuck-cancer-poems-michael-grover/

purchase your own copy of "Fuck Cancer Poems" from the Blood Pudding Press shop HERE - https://www.etsy.com/shop/BloodPuddingPress

NEW Review of A Red Witch, Every Which Way

"What happens when two energies collide as if they were falling stars against an inky sky? What happens when two cauldrons boil over and into each other? What happens when two spirits are provoked to write as though conjoined and based on intuition?"

AND

"What lies between these pages are abstract word pairings, magical visions, and shamanic notions – it’s enough to make the head spin on itself like a top, like the Earth on its axis, like this book in the palm of your hand.

~samplings from a new review of the collaborative poetry book, "A Red Witch, Every Which Way" by j/j hastain & Juliet Cook (Hysterical Books, 2016)

~thank you very much to Jacklyn La Polita Janeksela for writing this wonderful review

~and thank you to Luna Luna for publishing the review

~read the full review by clicking the link below...

http://www.lunalunamagazine.com/blog/review-of-a-red-witch-every-which-way-by-juliet-cook-jj-hastain

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You can acquire your own copy of A Red Witch...

directly from Hysterical Books HERE - https://www.hystericalbooks.com/product-page/a-red-witch-every-which-way

or from Amazon HERE - https://www.amazon.com/Red-Witch-Every-Which-Way/dp/0940821044

or from the Blood Pudding Press shop HERE - https://www.etsy.com/listing/473901408/new-a-red-witch-every-which-way-2016?ref=shop_home_active_1

NEW Review of MUTANT NEURON CODEX SWARM (a collaborative poetry chapbook by Juliet Cook and Robert Cole, published earlier this year by Hyacinth Girl Press)

"Cook and Cole, two obvious masters of macabre surrealism take us on an imagistic roller-coaster journey through the blood-soaked progression of a transgressive nightmare, drowning in an over-abundant amount of love, lust, hate, sweat and tears. They open doors -- revealing wounds, skins and private atrocities – that should probably have been nailed shut and abandoned in the deepest bowels of memory, but by doing this they force the reader to not only journey with them through these horror-soaked pages, but also to journey inside themselves as the cataclysmic scenerios begin to seem all-too-familiar. This bawdy collection of expositions erupting with expletives of lust and frustration born of a stereotypically mundane obsessively co-dependent, self-destructive relationship is as intoxicating as opium, and just as addictive."

from a NEW Review of MUTANT NEURON CODEX SWARM , a collaborative poetry chapbook by Juliet Cook and Robert Cole.

The chapbook was published earlier this year by Hyacinth Girl Press.

The review was written by AJ Huffman and published earlier today by Sein und Werden.

You can read the review in its entirety here -http://www.kissthewitch.co.uk/seinundwerden/mutant.html

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You can acquire yourself a copy of MUTANT NEURON CODEX SWARM here - http://hyacinthgirlpress.com/yearfour/mutantneuroncodexswarm.html