Wild Are the Winds to Meet You
On September 18th, the night Scotland voted on its independence from the UK, I was standing on the porch of a Civil War-era mansion after a reading. It was storming.
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TED WILSON REVIEWS THE WORLD #265
MY CHRISTMAS PUPPY ★★★★★ Hello, and welcome to my week-by-week review of everything in the world. Today I am reviewing my Christmas puppy.
The Rumpus Interview with Darcey Steinke
Darcey Steinke talks about her new novel, Sister Golden Hair, motherlessness, the Southern cult of femininity, and how becoming a woman has changed since she came of age in a small city in the Blue Ridge Mountains.
The Sunday Rumpus Essay: The Lava Lamp of Pain
Pain moved into my body five years ago. It wasn’t the whack of an anvil or the burn of a scraped knee. This pain sat warmly on the surface of my hands, and reached up to my elbows like evil pink evening gloves.
The Saturday Rumpus Review of Wild
In simplicity there is truth, and being out in wide open spaces often has a way, like high-speed rail, to bring us back to simple things.
The Last Book I Loved: Pen & Ink
I was so very tired of being judged and dismissed. The more others pressed their expectations upon me, the more I turned to tattooing to protest.
The Rumpus Interview with Daisy Hernández
Daisy Hernández talks about her new memoir, A Cup of Water Under My Bed, feminism, bilingual writing, and working in both the fiction and nonfiction genres.
Paper Trumpets #15: Puffy Has Something
The images and text on this collage are from an old Christmas book called Baby's First Christmas, a short picture book published in 1983. I took the story text (about 100 words) and re-arranged it into a sort of dada holiday poem.
Anthony Trollope’s Controversial American Christmas
Trollope cheerfully turned up and enjoyed and a convivial dinner in the company of men who, that very morning, had been deciding whether to go to war with his country.
Mac and Me
The last time I'd been to my father's grave was the previous winter, for the dedication ceremony for his headstone. The wind gusted, bone-cold, and I didn't stay long. I wondered if Dad brokered a deal with God to make the weather unpleasant just to get back at me.
States of Mystery
The solution is that there is no good answer. There are no rules. A family member is lost. Friends disappear.
2014, THE YEAR IN REVIEW
★★★★★ Hello, and welcome to my week-by-week review of everything in the world. Today I am reviewing 2014.