Positive3:AM Magazine... void of emotion and meaning, focusing instead on the physical world—things, people, and their actions ... I believe that...pitiful character summaries made Exteriors even stronger; they’re honest and quick, and sound like the mind, rather than some beautified version of it. With that being said, there are a handful of scenes so specific that I wonder how she recorded them ... There is a ghostlike quality to Exteriors, even in the title. The author is a spectator, rarely ever participating in the world around her ... a lot of the entries in Exteriors read like poems, mostly due to their varying lengths and the fact that there’s this subtle, understatedness to them, which can be taken at face-value or reread and mined for universal truths. Although, in my opinion, both methods are equally fruitful ... a lonely book. It’s dark and loud, at times nauseating, but golden. It forces one to cherish what’s been given to them, and recognize that peace cannot exist without a little bit of chaos.
Billy-Ray Belcourt
RaveThe Rumpus... this is prose written by a poet, and it shows. Each sentence is calculated; each word explodes. But back to the age thing: it shows. There is an immediacy to the book, and a hope—like utopia is possible, and I want to see it ... a poetic smorgasbord, full of love and joy, so that if one aspect doesn’t resonate with you, another will.
Sarah Rose Etter
PositiveChicago Review of BooksThe story makes certain one thing is for certain...when growing up, all one really does is get beat down, and somehow Sarah Rose Etter makes that dark truth so darn pleasurable ... The novel makes me think of the works of Alfred Jarry or André Breton, except for the fact that Etter is of the now, meaning that we can better understand her ... What I expected to be a weird book about a knot ended up being a profound meditation on womanhood and heredity, bullying and plastic surgery––loneliness.
