Friday, April 3, 2009

MFA Greensboro Alum Reviewed at "The Rumpus"

Small-Town Gothic

Laura van den Berg bio ↓
April 3rd, 2009

Keith Lee Morris’s new novel exposes the hidden desires and fears of the local darts champions.

Darts. Drugs. An undercover DEA agent. A drowned woman. Keith Lee Morris’s The Dart League King is a refreshingly adventurous and expertly crafted exploration of a peculiar, dart-loving small town in Idaho. Spanning a single night, the novel is at once compact and expansive, driven equally by character and plot, as Morris plumbs the secrets and heartaches of five residents of Garnet Lake, Idaho.

One of the most remarkable aspects of The Dart League King is the sheer force of the author’s language. The novel is propelled by sentences that reach for—and achieve—a vigorous, colloquial elegance. Morris maintains a skillful balance between the conversational and the poetic—in one moment, clouds are described as being “tall as fucking death, like the grim reaper dressed up and coming over the hills”—and despite his penchant for breathlessly sprawling sentences, there’s always a masterful sense of control. The linguistic scales are frequently pressed, but never tipped too far:

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