The Rumpus Interview with Douglas Cruickshank
Writer, editor, and photographer Douglas Cruickshank talks about retiring to Uganda, his new book Somehow: Living on Uganda Time, and the perils of writing about Africa as a Westerner.
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TED WILSON REVIEWS THE WORLD #244
LAMPS ★★★★★ Hello, and welcome to my week-by-week review of everything in the world. Today I am reviewing lamps.
“The.” “Dialogue?” “Novel!”
Dialogue novels and stories are worth reading not simply because of their unique structures, but because of how they engage us.
Readers Report: Fantasy Land
A collection of short pieces written by Rumpus readers pertaining to the subject of “Fantasy Land.”
Sound & Vision: Genya Ravan
Pioneering singer, producer, music executive, and radio host Genya Ravan talks about forming the first all-female rock band, going broke touring with the Stones, and her multiple reinventions.
Lessons I Learned as a Dominatrix: 10 Things That Don’t Exist
They say you can take the girl out of the dungeon, but you can’t take the dungeon out of the girl.
Paternalia
The truth is you didn’t want to disappear, but you were already disappearing. Your skin burned clean away, your body no longer recognizable without the flip chart at the foot of your hospital bed.
The Rumpus Poetry Book Club Chat with Kara Candito
The Rumpus Poetry Book Club chats with Kara Candito about goats, sexuality, Lorca, and slow writing in this chat about her book Spectator from the University of Utah Press.
Paper Trumpets #5: Mudman vs. Sweaters
...I suspect that this particular Mudman would win this battle against these thin, preppy hipsters (or maybe they're young Republicans).
TED WILSON REVIEWS THE WORLD #243
BEDTIME ★★★★★ Hello, and welcome to my week-by-week review of everything in the world. Today I am reviewing bedtime.
The Rumpus Interview with Francesca Lia Block
Francesca Lia Block discusses her passion for writing twenty-five years after her iconic debut, Weetzie Bat, her propensity for hypergraphia, and the value of a supportive editor.
The Last Book I Loved: The Hours
Depression has a peculiar texture: sometimes, rather than sadness, it is an emotional flatline; the sneaking suspicion that you are play-acting.