2011
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Where I Write #4: My Old Wooden Desk
I write at an old cherry wood desk. It’s heavy and difficult to move, scarred, the stain is flaking off, initials etched into the surface. The desk has seen better days but it’s still beautiful.
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Is Writing Therapy?
“Writing for an audience is about narration and structure and voice; it’s about the situation and the story. It’s not about how good or bad things are in your own psyche. It’s not about airing your dirty laundry, and it’s…
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Authors Insulting Bill
“For Bill—You douche bag, you think you can emotionally manipulate me, a very nice person, into insulting you, by appealing to my niceness? Fuck you, Bill. You were right. Fuck you, dude. <3” —Karen Russell, author of Swamplandia, in response…
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“Home In The World”
“I’m weirdly at home in my world, my new home under this big sky with my beautiful, dying child.” Emily Rapp has a beautiful personal essay up at The Santa Fe Reporter about her experiences with her infant son, who…
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The Rumpus Sunday Book Blog Roundup
At the Guardian, on “the strange allure of Tennessee Williams’ journals.” “Kamila, a nineteen year old teacher in training, became an entrepreneur, not because she knew the first thing about business, but because she knew she had five brothers and…
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The Rumpus Books Sunday Supplement
It’s Sunday, which is both the Lord’s day and the day to catch up with Rumpus Books. Coincidence?
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The Rumpus and Social Networks
Want to keep up with The Rumpus when you’re elsewhere on the internets? I know, you don’t admit to going anywhere else, and we don’t blame you, but if you want to get a taste of The Rumpus somewhere other…
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Science Saturday
A new phase of matter? The study that led to the public pressure that made Craigslist shut down its adult services section is apparently really bad science. The RHIC generates the largest antinucleus ever. A submarine with tank treads. Why…
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Saturday Morning Links
Seemingly out of nowhere, a couple of pieces on The Wire, probably my favorite television show ever. The first is in The Threepenny Review, by W. S. DiPiero, a piece called “Who Shot Snot?” The second, by way of Hannah…