Anna March
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The Saturday Rumpus Essay: Dead Girls Sold Here
Why then are we comfortable with women routinely being cast as the victims of violence? Why don’t we see that as sexist? Where is the outrage?
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The Sunday Rumpus Interview: Cristina Henríquez
Anna March talks with Chicago writer Cristina Henríquez about compassion, generosity, and her new novel, The Book of Unknown Americans.
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Party like the Publishing Industry Isn’t Collapsing in on Itself
Like parties? Like literature? Come to the ACE Hotel Los Angeles this Thursday to party with LA’s writing community, namely hosts Anna March and Antonia Crane and co-hosts J. Ryan Stradal, Claire Bidwell Smith, Wendy C. Ortiz, Rob Roberge, Jen…
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Next Letter in the Mail: Anna March
We’re getting ready to send out our next Letter in the Mail, and it’s from Rumpus contributor Anna March! Anna shares a story she’s never told before, of running away, being lost, and how she found comfort and purpose at the Chesapeake…
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Sunday Links
This week’s Sunday Rumpus essay made me especially attuned to other pieces that touch on immigration and power differentials. In “On Publishing a First Memoir,” Daisy Hernandez recalls a teenaged boy, an artist, who was in the U.S. without papers…
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Love and Hate
Sometimes we can’t help but blame the people we need for making us need them. In an essay for the New York Times’s Modern Love column, Rumpus contributor Anna March writes about the fear of losing someone she depends on: Reading online…
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Weekend Rumpus Roundup
In the Sunday Interview, Anna March talks with Robin Black about her debut novel, Life Drawing. Black—who also received acclaim for her short story collection, If I Loved You, I Would Tell You This—begins by discussing her approach to writing character.…
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The Sunday Rumpus Interview: Robin Black
“I wish I could manipulate time and space and whatever other dimensions necessary to publish my work once as a woman and then as a man – and compare the reactions.”
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My Life in Middlemarch by Rebecca Mead
I was walking around Washington, D.C., my hometown and the city where I lived for 34 years, while reading Rebecca Mead’s My Life in Middlemarch. I imagined all the selves I had been while walking on a few blocks full…
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Love Illuminated: Exploring Life’s Most Mystifying Subject (with the Help of 50,000 Strangers), by Daniel Jones
The man I love and share my life with is an incredibly kind person who usually makes me a healthy, delicious smoothie in the morning and leaves it in the fridge for me for when I wake up, usually an…
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By Any Other Name
I try to be open about who I am. I’m not interested in having a blank slate; I’d rather everyone just know what’s on mine. Maybe people think I’m hiding from my past by being Anna. No, far from it.…