{"title":"Nin Andrews","description":"Nin Andrews is the author of numerous books, including two poetry collections from BOA Editions, \u003cem\u003eWhy God Is a Woman\u003c\/em\u003e (2015); including Spontaneous Breasts, and \u003cem\u003eSleeping with Houdini\u003c\/em\u003e (2007), named one of ten best poetry books of 2007 by the \u003cem\u003eMonserrat Review\u003c\/em\u003e. Her poems and stories appear widely in such places as \u003cem\u003ePloughshares, The Paris Review, Best American Poetry, Great American Prose Poems\u003c\/em\u003e, and elsewhere. For more information about Nin Andrews, visit \u003ca href=\"http:\/\/www.ninandrews.com\/\"\u003ewww.ninandrews.com\u003c\/a\u003e","products":[{"product_id":"sleeping-with-houdini","title":"Sleeping with Houdini","description":"\u003ch5\u003eSigned copies available in limited supply\u003c\/h5\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eNin Andrews starts from the premise that life on Earth is suffering, and that a large part of daily life and art is a search for an escape from this essential truth.  Much of her writing is about the wish for an escape.  In her previous collection, \u003cem\u003eThe Book of Orgasms\u003c\/em\u003e, the voices are like those of angels, who look down from above and wonder: what is the problem with the human race?  Why are they so troubled? The prose poems in her new collection, \u003cem\u003eSleeping with Houdini\u003c\/em\u003e, are more personal.  Andrews begins by speaking as a little girl who wishes she could vanish at will or become invisible to the outer world, just as Houdini did.  As she grows up, so does her imagination.  Houdini becomes a personal icon of a magical being, a muse, and ultimate lover, or that which one can long for but never possess or become.  \u003cem\u003eSleeping with Houdini\u003c\/em\u003e is a kind of \"inscape\" of a girl's life, an inside look at her fantasies and fears, her wishes and dreams, a collection in which Houdini becomes a metaphor for her longing. \"Though her prose poems read as plausible narrative, Andrews fluently infiltrates the logical with the surreal.  Her unique and playful vision presents a world off-kilter and disjointed where the reader strangely feels right at home.\" –\u003cem\u003eSentence: A Journal of Prose Poetics\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eCrossing\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003eSuppose the dead can't help looking back, pressing their wings against the glass like giant moths as if they don't get it, that the flesh is a cell, the light a 50 watt bulb.  Maybe this dim life of regret is heaven after all.  Like seeing you again at dusk, or imagining I do, there in the shadows of pines leaning through my windows, your arms waving in a frantic dance.  When you kissed me, my back arching like a bow, I remembered thinking the last kiss is always the best.  I read that in a book about Tibetan monks who were paid to practice dying, to come back with news.  After a while death became as familiar as a shirt slipped on or off.  A kind of love affair, the monks discovered, an unspeakable intimacy.  Some monks discovered a death that is just the right size, an ocean designed for the palms of their hands, each thimble-sized wave preparing for flight.  Occasionally, one got stuck on the other side.  Unable to touch the living or leave for good, he would call for help again and again, flailing his arms like the drowning, inhaling the ache in the distance between heaven and earth.  I know how he felt, his silent cries, hot pebbles in the back of his throat.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cbr\u003e©BOA Editions, Ltd 2007 \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAvailable editions: \u003cbr\u003e--------------------------------------------------------------------------------\u003cbr\u003ePrice: $16.00\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":null,"offers":[{"title":"Paperback","offer_id":8418948165,"sku":"978-1-929918-99-7","price":16.0,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true},{"title":"Paperback (Signed)","offer_id":12467823509585,"sku":"","price":25.0,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0982\/0178\/products\/SLEEPING_WITH_HOUDINI.jpg?v=1527683348"},{"product_id":"why-god-is-a-woman","title":"Why God Is a Woman","description":"\u003cp\u003eSet on a magical island where women rule and men are the second sex, \u003cem\u003eWhy God Is a Woman\u003c\/em\u003e is the story of a boy who, exiled from the island because he could not abide by its sexist laws, looks back with both nostalgia and bitterness and wonders: \u003cem\u003eWhy does God have to be a woman?\u003c\/em\u003e Celebrated prose poet Nin Andrews creates a world both fantastic and familiar in which gender roles are turned upside-down, and where all myths, logic, and institutions support the dominance of women.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003ch4\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eExcerpt\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/h4\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003ci\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003eOn the Island where I come from\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003ewomen rule. They run the country, control the wealth, and decide who will do what, why, and when. At the end of the day, when the sun sinks in to the sea, the women leave their offices behind and go out on the town to enjoy what is known as\u003c\/span\u003e\u003ci\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003e the women’s hour.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003e In bars, restaurants, and spas designed for women only, they relax and let out a sigh as the day’s thoughts and fears rush off their skin like water. There they linger as day fades from the sky, chatting among themselves, making occasional cracks about the guys. Men, they say, are such incomplete souls. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003ci\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003eThey don’t even know how to love,\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003e they say as they grow calm in the light of their minds before returning to their homes: their men, their children, their dogs.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003ch4\u003e\u003cstrong\u003ePraise for \u003ci\u003eWhy God is a Woman\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/h4\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\"Nin Andrews\u003cspan\u003e’\u003c\/span\u003es \u003cem\u003eWhy God Is a Woman\u003c\/em\u003e explores a female utopia in which Friedan\u003cspan\u003e’\u003c\/span\u003es \u003cspan\u003e‘\u003c\/span\u003efeminine mystique\u003cspan\u003e’\u003c\/span\u003e would never have had to be contemplated. But on this island in which multiple orgasms, childbirth, and multitasking are prized and rewarded, what will happen to the men who \u003cspan\u003e‘\u003c\/span\u003eare designed for domesticity,\u003cspan\u003e’\u003c\/span\u003e spending countless hours \u003cspan\u003e‘\u003c\/span\u003epreening in front of the bathroom mirror\u003cspan\u003e’\u003c\/span\u003e dreaming of their wedding day, only to be stalked and harassed with predatory women trying \u003cspan\u003e‘\u003c\/span\u003eto get into (their) trousers?\u003cspan\u003e’\u003c\/span\u003e A revolutionary, Andrews writes a social satire that is magical, compassionate, and full of flight—with men and boys being judged by their \u003cspan\u003e‘\u003c\/span\u003ewingspan.\u003cspan\u003e’\u003c\/span\u003e Will God show true compassion? Andrews\u003cspan\u003e’s\u003c\/span\u003e \u003cem\u003eWhy God Is a Woman\u003c\/em\u003e is a tour de force by one of America's leading poets.\"\u003cstrong\u003e—Denise Duhamel\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\"On the island in \u003cem\u003eWhy God Is a Woman\u003c\/em\u003e not only does every woman look like Angelina Jolie, but they take her name as their own. Men are winged objects of beauty, and those with the widest span are the most sought after. This is a place—and a story—populated by personages like Dolly Delita, world-famous man-trainer, and Julio Vega, the beauty king who was also the first man to run for president. The rules of our world have been inverted within the mirror Nin Andrews holds up for us, and never have we looked more strange and fabulous.\"\u003cstrong\u003e—Christopher Barzak\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\"On the island where I grew up—Virginia in the 1960s—mothers told their daughters, \u003cspan\u003e‘\u003c\/span\u003eit\u003cspan\u003e’\u003c\/span\u003es a man\u003cspan\u003e’\u003c\/span\u003es world.\u003cspan\u003e’\u003c\/span\u003e Nin Andrews stands that world on its head, throwing its absurdities into sharp and witty relief. But her poems are for men as well as women, inviting us all to re-imagine love, desire, death, and visions of paradise.\"\u003cstrong\u003e—Anne-Marie Slaughter\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003ch6\u003ePublication Date: May 12, 2015\u003cbr\u003eISBN: \u003cstrong\u003e978-1-938160-61-5\u003c\/strong\u003e\n\u003c\/h6\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e© BOA Editions, Ltd. 2015\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"BOA Editions, Ltd.","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":8420386309,"sku":"9781938160615","price":16.0,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0982\/0178\/products\/WhyGodIsAWoman_Front_compressed.jpg?v=1527683788"}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0982\/0178\/collections\/ninandrews_1.jpg?v=1453996226","url":"https:\/\/shop.boaeditions.org\/collections\/nin-andrews.oembed","provider":"Boa Editions","version":"1.0","type":"link"}