The world seems to be zooming towards a beautiful George Saunders tipping point. Hard to swing a cat without hitting how freaking awesome he is. Nice to see this in the NYTimes. And this from Michael Schaub. And listen to this too.
David Ulin continues Stephen Elliott’s and Jillian Lauren’s defense of the confessional memoir.
Litsa Dremousis poignantly explores what it is to begin a New Year with a family member still missing, as the mystery surrounding Adam Kellner’s disappearance continues.
A lot of people in Rumpusland, and the literary community in general, have their minds on Emily Rapp right now. From my recent post on Facebook: Many of you have heard me rave about Emily Rapp’s transcendent writing. Now, on a more personal note, the journey Emily has been on with her beautiful son, Ronan, caring for him through his Tay-Sachs, will soon be coming to an end for Ronan, though in many ways still only beginning for Emily. In whatever way you know of to send light and peace and hope for a painless passing to Ronan, please do. And to Emily, a profound thank you from the many of us who have been deeply impacted and changed by your words, insights, and completely unconditional and in the moment love for your son. Here, for anyone who has not yet read Emily’s unspeakably powerful work, was her first essay for the Sunday Rumpus. Here’s another, “Exquisite Creatures,” which is the piece of hers I first curated for TNB, which absolutely knocked me off my ass, all but reinvented my thoughts on the contemporary memoir, and made me a Rapp fan forever.
Next Sunday, my Margaret Atwood interview will be here. I still…can’t quite believe that happened.