Reading The Remnants reminded me of Pound's conviction 'that music begins to atrophy when it departs too far from the dance; that poetry begins to atrophy when it gets too far from music.' Robert Hill bridges this gulf even more directly, writing sentences that not only sing but dance, full of whisks and sways and sprightly little sidesteps of language. How would they look, I began to wonder, if you diagrammed them? Like pinwheels, I imagine. Like fireworks. Try to fasten them down and they'd still keep moving. -- Kevin Brockmeier, author of The Illumination Bold, brilliant, and touching, The Remnants is a eulogy for a world in which humanity is treasured--a celebration of life in all its imperfect glory. -- Rene Denfeld, author of The Enchanted Nobody wants to be compared to James Joyce. Especially, I'd imagine, Robert Hill. So I won't. But in Hill's novel, The Remnants, like Leopold Bloom, Kennesaw Belvedere wakes up one fine morning and goes forth into his beloved city. Along his way, worlds open up into worlds, stories beget stories beget stories, and characters live and breathe and die of just about every ailment in the almanac. Really you wonder how you can go on with all the living and the breathing and the dying, but Hill's language is such a thing of rare beauty that you love every moment. And when Hunko finds Kennesaw, and Molly and Leopold are yes, of all the brilliant moments in the novel, there's one final brilliant moment, one perfectly still moment, when all is well in a decaying world. If you love language and if you love narrative and if you love stories, don't pass up The Remnants. -- Tom Spanbauer, author of I Loved You More Hill's characters are so precisely written, they feel as real as you and me, despite the generations of inbreeding, which have left them somewhere off the 'normal' scale. Yet, these folks love and hope and yearn like the rest of us, and their stories are magical. Hill has the silver tongue of a master wordsmith. His gorgeous prose rambles from hilarious to sly to clever, and then doubles back so it can dive right off into beautiful, heartsick and poignant. A standout story with unbelievably effective prose, The Remnants is one of my favorite 2016 titles. -- Dianah Hughley, bookseller, Powell's City of Books What a lyric and wild romp of language, life, love. Reading The Remnants reminded me why I love to read, why I love to write. -- Gina Ochsner, author of The Russian Dreambook of Color and Flight The sentences in The Remnants coil inward, and then look back to nudge and wink at us with puns and wordplay. Beneath their delight the novel speaks to us of that most primal urge, the urge to procreate. In The Remnants that urge runs amuck, defying the boundaries humans have placed upon it in order that the species might not turn in upon itself. That urge carries with it the desire for connection, for a bond with another human, the two urges inextricably wound around each other, and in New Eden the possibilities are so limited that the distinctions between one family and the next have all but disappeared. -- Stevan Allred, author of A Simplified Map of the Real World Wholly unexpected and unique, Hill fills his bewitching telling of the last days of a small town and its few remaining genetically compromised residents with wordplay that belies the power of connection, memory, and community. -- Elisa Saphier, lead bookseller and owner, Another Read Through Such extravagant, rambunctious delicious language! And a sad and wonderful story of the end of the town of New Eden and its inbred and lyrical inhabitants. I have never read a book like this before. It defies genre. -- Cindy Heidemann, field sales, Legato Publishers Group Praise for Robert Hill's When All Is Said and Done (Graywolf Press, 2006) There's nothing like an exhilarating first novel to rejuvenate a literature lover's faith in fiction's power to throw open the doors of perception. ... Hill has written a breakneck, wisecracking, tenderhearted, socially revealing portrait of an unusual early 1960s American marriage. ... Every aspect of this agile, intoxicating, hilarious, and poignant novel is compelling, but what elevates it is the exhuberant language. Hill writes with velocity, rhythm, and wit, conveying a world of subtle emotions and social nuance in brilliantly syncopated inner monologues and staccato dialogue, creating a bravura and resounding performance. -- Donna Seaman, Booklist With evocative, freewheeling prose ('the run-on sentences that were her married life'), Hill ... nimbly salvages one family's striving from an era of grasping and consumerism. -- Publishers Weekly In flitting seamlessly from the mundane details of daily life to broader questions of love, family, priorities and death, the author has created a startlingly realistic depiction of the way the mind functions. -- Kirkus Reviews Finally, there is Hill's virtuosity as a word stylist. He is audacious in experimenting with the sound and pace and rhythm of language to convey personality, mood, and social status ... overall, this is a witty, generous, heartbreaking book which seeks ... 'the common green in our beings'----and finds it. -- Barbarba McMichael, The Olympian
