On land where enslaved people were once tortured and murdered, the state built a penal colony in the wilderness, where inmates could be rehabilitated, but never escape. Now, decades later, and having only succeeded in trapping men, not changing them for the better, its operations are winding down. But in the prison’s waning days, a new horror is unleashed: every full-moon night, the inmates are released, the warden is armed with rifles, and the hunt begins. Every man plans his escape, not knowing if his end will come at the hands of a familiar face, or from the unknown dangers beyond the prison walls. Ana Paula Maia has once again delivered a bracing vision of our potential for violence, and our collective failure to account for the consequences of our social and political action, or inaction. No crime is committed out of view for this novelist, and her raw, brutal power enlists us all as witness.

In Pulphead, John Jeremiah Sullivan takes us on an exhilarating tour of our popular, unpopular, and at times completely forgotten culture. Simultaneously channeling the gonzo energy of Hunter S. Thompson and the wit and insight of Joan Didion, Sullivan shows us—with a laidback, erudite Southern charm that’s all his own—how we really (no, really) live now. In his native Kentucky, Sullivan introduces us to Constantine Rafinesque, a nineteenth-century polymath genius who concocted a dense, fantastical prehistory of the New World. Back in modern times, Sullivan takes us to the Ozarks for a Christian rock festival; to Florida to meet the alumni and straggling refugees of MTV’s Real World, who’ve generated their own self-perpetuating economy of minor celebrity; and all across the South on the trail of the blues. He takes us to Indiana to investigate the formative years of Michael Jackson and Axl Rose and then to the Gulf Coast in the wake of Katrina—and back again as its residents confront the BP oil spill. Gradually, a unifying narrative emerges, a story about this country that we’ve never heard told this way. It’s like a fun-house hall-of-mirrors tour: Sullivan shows us who we are in ways we’ve never imagined to be true. Of course we don’t know whether to laugh or cry when faced with this reflection—it’s our inevitable sob-guffaws that attest to the power of Sullivan’s work.

A unique collection of horror stories focuses on the work of gay and lesbian writers, including Kraig Blackwelder's "Coyote Love," Leslie What's "The Were-Slut of Avenue A," and other contributions from Holly Wade Matter, Mark Tiedmann, Brian A. Hopkins, A. J. Potter, and Alexis Glynn Latner. Reprint.

Vers l’an mille  : la fille d’Erik le Rouge met cap au sud.1492  : Colomb ne découvre pas l’Amérique.1531  : les Incas envahissent l’Europe.  À quelles conditions ce qui a été aurait-il pu ne pas être  ?Il a manqué trois choses aux Indiens pour résister aux conquistadors.  Donnez-leur  le cheval, le fer, les anticorps, et toute l’histoire du monde est à refaire.  Civilizations est le roman de cette hypothèse : Atahualpa débarque dans l’Europe de Charles Quint. Pour y trouver quoi  ?L’Inquisition espagnole, la Réforme de Luther, le capitalisme naissant. Le prodige de l’imprimerie, et ses feuilles qui parlent. Des monarchies exténuées par leurs guerres sans fin, sous la menace constante des Turcs. Une mer infestée de pirates. Un continent déchiré par les querelles religieuses et dynastiques.Mais surtout, des populations brimées, affamées, au bord du soulèvement, juifs de Tolède, maures de Grenade, paysans allemands  : des alliés.De Cuzco à Aix-la-Chapelle, et jusqu’à la bataille de Lépante, voici le récit de la mondialisation renversée, telle qu’au fond, il s’en fallut d’un rien pour qu’elle l’emporte, et devienne réalité.   

Vers l’an mille  : la fille d’Erik le Rouge met cap au sud.1492  : Colomb ne découvre pas l’Amérique.1531  : les Incas envahissent l’Europe.  À quelles conditions ce qui a été aurait-il pu ne pas être  ?Il a manqué trois choses aux Indiens pour résister aux conquistadors.  Donnez-leur  le cheval, le fer, les anticorps, et toute l’histoire du monde est à refaire.  Civilizations est le roman de cette hypothèse : Atahualpa débarque dans l’Europe de Charles Quint. Pour y trouver quoi  ?L’Inquisition espagnole, la Réforme de Luther, le capitalisme naissant. Le prodige de l’imprimerie, et ses feuilles qui parlent. Des monarchies exténuées par leurs guerres sans fin, sous la menace constante des Turcs. Une mer infestée de pirates. Un continent déchiré par les querelles religieuses et dynastiques.Mais surtout, des populations brimées, affamées, au bord du soulèvement, juifs de Tolède, maures de Grenade, paysans allemands  : des alliés.De Cuzco à Aix-la-Chapelle, et jusqu’à la bataille de Lépante, voici le récit de la mondialisation renversée, telle qu’au fond, il s’en fallut d’un rien pour qu’elle l’emporte, et devienne réalité.   

Milo is no stranger to the fine things, so why in the world would he deny himself the finest thing he’s ever seen across the small bar in his even smaller home town? Spoiler alert: he doesn’t, and his curiosity leaves him cuffed to one of the Hunters of Obscure Artifacts. The HOA’s magic cuffs leave him unable to don his scales and his dragon itches for freedom. Trapped hand in hand with his supposed mortal enemy, that’s not the only itch Milo would mind scratching. Xander, however, has other plans. They need this dragon’s treasure, because that’s what hunters do. But ever since the Big Reveal, torturing dragons for their treasure is outlawed. A minor complication, and one that requires the kinds of creative solutions Xander excels at. They’ll do almost anything to secure this treasure, and get unchained from the all too charming dragon it belongs to. Is there any line a desperate treasure hunter won’t cross? ~~~ Join them on their journey to freedom and discover if X really does mark the spot in this delightful rom com.

The Sentence asks what we owe to the living, the dead, to the reader and to the book. A small independent bookstore in Minneapolis is haunted from November 2019 to November 2020 by the store's most annoying customer. Flora dies on All Souls' Day, but she simply won't leave the store. Tookie, who has landed a job selling books after years of incarceration that she survived by reading with murderous attention, must solve the mystery of this haunting while at the same time trying to understand all that occurs in Minneapolis during a year of grief, astonishment, isolation, and furious reckoning. The Sentence begins on All Souls' Day 2019 and ends on All Souls' Day 2020. Its mystery and proliferating ghost stories during this one year propel a narrative as rich, emotional, and profound as anything Louise Erdrich has written.

The Sentence asks what we owe to the living, the dead, to the reader and to the book. A small independent bookstore in Minneapolis is haunted from November 2019 to November 2020 by the store's most annoying customer. Flora dies on All Souls' Day, but she simply won't leave the store. Tookie, who has landed a job selling books after years of incarceration that she survived by reading with murderous attention, must solve the mystery of this haunting while at the same time trying to understand all that occurs in Minneapolis during a year of grief, astonishment, isolation, and furious reckoning. The Sentence begins on All Souls' Day 2019 and ends on All Souls' Day 2020. Its mystery and proliferating ghost stories during this one year propel a narrative as rich, emotional, and profound as anything Louise Erdrich has written.

Milo is no stranger to the fine things, so why in the world would he deny himself the finest thing he’s ever seen across the small bar in his even smaller home town? Spoiler alert: he doesn’t, and his curiosity leaves him cuffed to one of the Hunters of Obscure Artifacts. The HOA’s magic cuffs leave him unable to don his scales and his dragon itches for freedom. Trapped hand in hand with his supposed mortal enemy, that’s not the only itch Milo would mind scratching. Xander, however, has other plans. They need this dragon’s treasure, because that’s what hunters do. But ever since the Big Reveal, torturing dragons for their treasure is outlawed. A minor complication, and one that requires the kinds of creative solutions Xander excels at. They’ll do almost anything to secure this treasure, and get unchained from the all too charming dragon it belongs to. Is there any line a desperate treasure hunter won’t cross? ~~~ Join them on their journey to freedom and discover if X really does mark the spot in this delightful rom com.

On July 8, 1879, Captain George Washington De Long and his team of thirty-two men set sail from San Francisco on the USS Jeanette. Heading deep into uncharted Arctic waters, they carried the aspirations of a young country burning to be the first nation to reach the North Pole. Two years into the voyage, the Jeannette's hull was breached by an impassable stretch of pack ice, forcing the crew to abandon ship amid torrents of rushing of water. Hours later, the ship had sunk below the surface, marooning the men a thousand miles north of Siberia, where they faced a terrifying march with minimal supplies across the endless ice pack. Enduring everything from snow blindness and polar bears to ferocious storms and labyrinths of ice, the crew battled madness and starvation as they struggled desperately to survive. With thrilling twists and turns, In The Kingdom of Ice is a tale of heroism and determination in the most brutal place on Earth.

Christopher Dour’s life was terrible before he was kidnapped. He spent too much time studying the Providence Butcher's victims and not enough talking to living people. He was erotically obsessed with the idea of murdering Dr. Ivan Skinner, his medical school advisor. It was only a matter of time before he killed someone, possibly himself—but the Providence Butcher had other ideas. After all, the first time should be special, and Christopher was going about it all wrong. Now those life-or-death decisions are out of his hands. He's breaking. What's worse, Chris has a lot in common with the Butcher. Nobody else has truly cared about him before. When he's not being tortured, he's being cherished. If Stockholm syndrome feels like love, then in practice, what’s the difference? Chris can’t maintain his dignity, but can still cling to his shattered moral compass. Or he can let go, submit, and become the unspeakable. At least then he wouldn’t be alone. Prepare to become an accomplice. Claustrophilia draws you in, ties you up, and asks some uncomfortable questions: are there taboos you'd never break, no matter how far you were pushed? Is it better to be tortured or ignored? More pressing: if you had to choose, which limb could you live without?