Using Form to Transform: Come Clean by Joshua Nguyen
If I had a dollar for every word I have written about BIPOC representation in entertainment media, I still wouldn’t have enough to pay back my student loans and car loans.
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Cigarettes and Wittgenstein: The Rumpus Interview with Sean Thor Conroe
The [novel's] main question would be, How does a man stuck in resentment and anger at others and the world, who lacks a sense of belonging and sense of his usefulness in the world, find his way out of that?
The Three-Month Curse
For seven years I’d met the perfect man in fall, dated him for three months, then wailed as Fate plucked out my heart and devoured it, whole and beating. (Only to grow back and be eaten again twelve months later.) This was some Prometheus-level bullshit.
The Everyday Practice of Art:The Loft Generation by Edith Schloss
Her writing is quiet, perhaps even naive. But Schloss is enamored by the minutiae of her subjects, and the exactness and delicacy of her details ripple out like water. Trying to focus on one aspect of the book would be to let the entire thing go.
Joy in Persistence: Siri Hustvedt on Writing and the Need for Adaptive Grandiosity
Everyone, even the most tell-all writer, withholds something in the interests of protecting herself or others, but my interest in my own stories has always been to use them to illustrate larger stories about the culture . . .
Voices on Addiction: The Neighbor
I wanted to write about opioids because I didn’t have an opioid problem.
Rumpus Original Poetry: Four Poems by Micky Bayonne
once in the splendor of death, we magnify his name two of each for everyone. one for me & for me too. each one …
The Rumpus Book Club Chat with Eva Jurczyk
The Rumpus Book Club chats with Eva Jurczyk about her debut novel, Department of Rare Books & Special Collections (Poisoned Pen Press, January 2022), and its structure, art capers, and more.…
Your Job is to Tell the Truth: A Conversation with Edgar Gomez about High-Risk Homosexual
...if I’m going to acknowledge my fear, finding something about it that’s funny helps it go down easier. That’s how I survive.
In Praise of Young Little Luxuries: Rax King’s Tacky
Her enthusiasm . . . leaves you a little raw, thinking about the things in your own adolescence you could have enjoyed more if you hadn’t learned so early the most ironic ways to protect your heart . . .
The Flowers You Left Us
Looking at the two stems housed in a water glass on my kitchen table, it strikes me that “in the ground” means opposite things for flowers and people. As long…
FROM THE ARCHIVES: Rumpus Original Fiction: Sabbath
There’s something about stillness that always comes just before the miracles.