Hunger Makes Me a Modern Girl by Carrie Brownstein
Tara Merrigan reviews Hunger Makes Me a Modern Girls by Carrie Brownstein today in Rumpus Books.
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From Being Definite to Indefinite
There is a vanishing point in our humanity, a point at which the other goes from being definite to indefinite. But this point is also the locus for the opposite…
Dan Weiss’s Morning Coffee
Maybe you’d like to read about the history of cat ladies? Similarly, a short history of flipping the bird. Hello there, neon green glowing eel. There’s a lot we can…
Sound Takes: Something More Than Free
“My day will come if it takes a lifetime,” sings Isbell, with the sunny assuredness to make us believe him.
Lauren Groff Talks Fates & Furies
In a lot of senses, this book is as much a critique of the novel as it is a novel. It’s about the assumptions we have about who gets to…
A Dark and Stormy Dystopia
For the New Yorker, Kathryn Schulz analyzes “meteorological activity in fiction,” and how recent questions about climate change has led to a reemergence of weather related fiction, particularly in dystopian works: Our…
Twenty-five Years for A Tribe Called Quest
To celebrate the twenty-fifth anniversary of their debut with the LP People’s Instinctive Travels and the Paths of Rhythm, A Tribe Called Quest appeared on The Tonight Show with The…
Moulin Rimbaud?
Poetry is one of the pillars of the town’s cultural policy. There’s a new museum in the old town of Charleville-Mézières, France dedicated to Arthur Rimbaud, one of the country’s…
The Agatha Christie App
Last week, Agatha Christie Productions Ltd. And TELL Player Limited released an app that re-tells Christie’s 1930 short story collection, The Mysterious Mr. Quin, through live video, social media feeds,…
Odysseus at Telepylos
Jason had his dragon at Colchis, Theseus had his Minotaur on Crete, Odysseus had his cannibals in their city of Telepylos, and you will have found your own monsters in Philadelphia.
Anna March’s Reading Mixtape #10: Remember AIDS?
AIDS isn’t over, but far too many think it is. Not everyone is haunted by remembering the dying, the friends gone gaunt, the lesions appearing, the artists dropping out of…