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Sam Martin

Samuel Martin holds a B.A. in English from Redeemer University College and a M.A. in Creative Writing from the University of Toronto, and he is a Ph.D. Candidate at Memorial University of Newfoundland. He is also the author of the story collection This Ramshackle Tabernacle, which was shortlisted for the BMO Winterset Award, and the novel A Blessed Snarl, hailed by the 49th Shelf as one of “the most anticipated books” of 2012.

Sam’s stories, reviews, and articles have been published in Image, Riddle Fence, Comment, Relief, the Christian Courier, The Telegram, and qwerty. He currently lives in St. John’s, Newfoundland with his wife Samantha and their black lab Vader. However, as of August 2012, Sam will take up the post of Assistant Professor of Creative Writing at Northwestern College in Iowa.

He blogs at Dark Art Café.

Diving Deep: A Review of Hugh Cook’s novel, “Heron River”

If writing a novel is an effort to bring such beauty into the world—to in any way redeem Creation—then the author of that story must swim deep and bring up fistfuls of human experience as it is: muddy and meaningful.

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