What they are saying

(So far.)


“Colin Fleming is a thoughtful and provocative maker of stories. Singular, he refuses to assimilate to any of the easy available trends. He can break into any life and find surprises—sudden moral convulsions, paradoxical resolutions. The characters have broad expressive range, and when they interact anything can—and does—happen. Fleming is a writer to stake out and shadow—to see where he goes, who he meets, where he gets his news.”

—Sven Birkerts, editor of AGNI

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“All in all, in these days it takes a brave man to be a good writer and make a living out of it. Which makes Colin Fleming a hero of sorts. He is an excellent writer, an autark, a lover of literature, and a man with much to say. I suppose that like most of the very best he is unable to stop invention: characters, places, actions, voices that are each distinctive and belong to themselves. He is not a writer-manipulator. He is the kind who lets life—its griefs and joys, its endless allsorts—talk for itself. You also need to be a brave man to do that.”

—Keith Botsford, editor of The Republic of Letters

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“Colin Fleming’s stories exhibit many of the qualities that have distinguished his criticism: namely, a fierce but disciplined intelligence, a singular view of society—and, sometimes, those who live in isolation from mainstream society—and a well-earned and convincing compassion. All of this, in a debut collection of stories written in eloquent prose, at once vivid, hypnotically precise, and always bursting with energy. He is one of the truly exciting and significant writers of his generation.”

—Richard Burgin, editor of Boulevard, and five time Pushcart winner

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“The range, the range: there are knotty stories here and straightforward ones, lighter moments and moments that will drag you, like an anchor, into a sea where you will willingly drown. There are fragments of high culture like Turgenev and fragments of low culture like Sega. And beneath it all, there’s a single purpose in Colin Fleming’s Between Cloud and Horizon, a unifying drive—to lay bare the infernal, angelic messiness of human relationships, whether between fathers and sons, friends, lovers, or strangers.”

—Ben Greenman, Goings On About Town editor at The New Yorker, and the author of What He’s Poised to Do (Harper Perennial)

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“From the father and son bonding over videos of Mark “The Bird” Fidrych to the con man obsessed with Big Star’s manic-depressive third album, Colin Fleming has a knack for detail that gives his stories genuine inertia and makes them feel wonderfully true to life. Chances are you’ll see yourself in one of the weirdoes, also-rans or thoughtful innocent bystanders of these pages; chances are you’ll laugh and get a lump in your throat, too. Between Cloud and Horizon is the work of a writer who’s no tourist in the interior world but keeps finding things to love about the real one.”

—Christian Hoard, Rolling Stone