![]() ![]() It is sometimes memoir, sometimes personal essay, sometimes criticism, sometimes analysis, sometimes even outright comedy. Is it memoir? Is it criticism? Is it analysis? Is it some unholy mixture of all three, where an author alternates between looking into the middle distance and into their own navel? Even more crucially, how do you collect a series of disconnected writings in a way where they all benefit from sitting alongside each other, a royal flush of storytelling as opposed to a scoreless hand of clubs, threes, and diamonds – beautiful individually but existing very separately.Īlie Benge’s first book, Ithaca, is one of those non-fiction books that shifts between several forms. Sam Brooks reviews a new collection of essays by writer Alie Benge.Ī book of essays is a strange thing. ![]()
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