Posts Tagged: Mallory Ortberg
Noriko Nakada writes with mesmerizing beauty on outrunning her darkness for Catapult.
In the latest TORCH installment at The Rumpus, Nadia Owusu traces the inherited trauma in her family’s history....more
Sometimes God needs to cut the crap and level with his devotees. As we enter the final week of regular posts at The Toast, Mallory Ortberg has given us an updated translation of such moments:
But you, son of man, can I just be honest with you for a minute?
The YA novel The Face on The Milk Carton has marked a thrilling yet disturbing rite of passage for many young readers over the past 25 years, iconic right down to its simple, haunting cover—which many of those readers could easily conjure from memory....more
WOMAN: Peekabo! I see you!
Peekaboo! I see you!
BABY DERRIDA: How can another see into me, into my most secret self, without my being able to see in there myself?
Over at The Toast, Mallory Ortberg has another entry, this time on Jacques Derrida, in “How to Talk to Babies,” a series of humorous satires of influential literary theories and theories....more
BEOWULF: yeah actually I once held my breath for like a million hours
it was crazy
my friends weren’t even worried because I fight guys underwater like all the time
Over at The Toast, Mallory Ortberg re-imagines the classic literary hero Beowulf in all the trappings and dirtbag swagger of a bro....more
Here’s an author who has staunchly refused interviews and publicity since 1960, who hasn’t breathed a word about her interest in publishing another book to either family or friends, but who is suddenly fine with releasing her decades-old Mockingbird prequel, despite the fact that it doesn’t sound like anyone at her publisher has actually been in touch with her about it?
Over at The Toast, Mallory Ortberg gives us a compendium of signs that you’re stuck in a soft sci-fi novel. Among the more notable signifiers:
You live in a world where robots masturbate, for some reason.
The ship’s doctor has a drinking problem.
“I just immediately thought, ‘Oh God, Scarlett O’Hara with a cell phone would be horrifying,'” Ortberg says, clearly as amused as she was horrified.
Mallory Ortberg, founder of The Toast and general source of hilarity and wit, talks to the Guardian about her just-released book Texts from Jane Eyre, creating a humorous website for intelligent women, and why you shouldn’t strive for perfection when writing online:
It helps to get a little less precious about your writing and realise “Hey, I can write something and it’s not great, and I’ll live.” People will move on, and the internet is a constant wave of content.
Here’s a new website you’ll definitely want to add to your favorite Google Reader substitute.
The Toast, started by Hairpin alums Nicole Cliffe and Mallory Ortberg, is “a daily blog that publishes features on everything from literary characters that never were to female pickpockets of Gold Rush-era San Francisco,” with an emphasis on “women and women-adjacent issues.” (Their about page also claims the site “is not haunted,” but then why does its name rhyme with “ghost,” hmm?)
Cliffe and Ortberg are both brainy, hilarious writers, and we’re sure the things they publish will be just as delightful as their own work....more