Guia Cortassa was born, lives, and works in Milan, Italy. After working as a Contemporary Art curator, she went back to writing. She is a contributing editor for Ondarock and her writing has appeared on Rivista Studio, Flair and the Quietus. She compulsively tweets @gcmorvern.
My problem with the grand traditional novel—or rather traditional narrative in general, short stories included—is the vision of character, the constant reinforcement of a fictional selfhood that accumulates meaning through…
Seamus Heaney’s poem “In A Field” is allegedly the last poem ever written by Seamus Heaney before his passing in June. The Irish Poet wrote it following an invitation by poet laureate…
In a letter of May 21, 1924, an English literary critic invited T.S. Eliot to speak to the club on “any subject connected with the Elizabethan drama.” As late as…
I started trawling through books, visiting local museums and exhibitions and navigating various online archives, looking for examples of interesting correspondence, and, within a few days, I’d found so many…
In 1934, Malcolm Cowley, editor of The New Republic, got in touch with many renowned American writers asking them to list 3 or 4 of the best hidden gems of…
It can be a harrowing experience, Whitman knows, requiring that the writer become an instant historian, assessing in a few hours the dead man’s life with lucidity, accuracy, and objectivity.…
Is it true that nowadays nonfiction is more relevant than fiction? Pankaj Mishra and Rivka Galchen answer the question and both their answers are dissimilar. Mishra answers, “Even writers working…
In the 1920s, while living in Paris, poet E. E. Cummings wrote fairy tales for his only little daughter Nancy, which was an unknown fact until 1965. Only four survived and published…
Poetry as we know it—sonnets or free verse on a printed page—feels akin to throwing pottery or weaving quilts, activities that continue in spite of their cultural marginality. But the…
The final key moment was when, suddenly, I was able to write the novel without feeling as though I needed the crutch of all the research and all of the…
There is a sentimental season, early on in the process of mourning, in which you believe that everything you happen to be doing or seeing or eating, the departed person…
When I watch Psycho, for instance, the shock of Janet Leigh’s character being murdered is lost on me because all I can think about is what I’d be doing if…