--Amanda Kimmerly, Fringe Magazine
Seriously one of the coolest prose books I've read in a long long time.
--Tyler Gobble, Vouched Books
Reading this novella is an experience in itself - one that requires wrapping your head around these images and trying to find meaning while waiting for the snippets of information in-between. Descriptive language expresses the longing and heartache dominates the piece. Repetition and interplay of words make for beautiful passages.
--Megan Mowry, The Hipster Book Club
Everything about this thing is just a little different than we thought things could be. And so it's difficult to define: it's difficult to want to define it. This is like a Miranda July film. It's like finding a grocery list with all the things you needed. It's like old home movies on a projector; with people you didn't know you were related to, having nothing but good times. This is like a circle. This makes you think about words: individual words. It makes you say them out loud until they don't mean what you thought they meant.
--Micah Ling, Book Punch
A Man Of Glass & All The Ways We Have Failed is a beautifully-woven narrative which understands and utilizes the effects that minimalism has on a reader. Beyond this, the novel is fueled in such a way that is often underrated and largely unseen, and demonstrates the power of such subtleties as figurative language, structure, as well as a truly talented writer. After it has been stripped bare, the novel is left naked, exposed, unhindered, beautiful.
--T. D. Fields, Feed
J.A. Tyler's A Man Of Glass & All The Ways We Have Failed is filled with haunting and elegant prose, full of imagery that appeals to all senses. Each word, each line, is packed with energy, and there is this epic tension that forms from sentence to sentence:
"Glass crumbles and her hair dries, her body dries, and the towels go up on the rack and the boat it goes back in her head, the last drips running down her ankles. A captain and his sword, the words she doesn't hear."
The work is powerful in its silence, meaning there isn't any forced language, but rather the fluidity of diction magnifies each poetic scene. --Shome Dasgupta, Laughing Yeti