This Week in Short Fiction
What would you give to be happy, fun, anxiety-free? Would you give your soul? This is the question Deirdre Coyle asks in her story “Fun Person,” up at Hobart this…
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Taking on Your Shelf of Blank Notebooks
At Catapult, Rachel Vorona Cote takes readers down a path of struggle that far too many writers walk, but aren’t always able to talk about or understand. In “Black Books and…
Cold Shoulders
For Film Comment, Shonni Enelow discusses the restrained acting style present in many mainstream American films and the anxieties it reveals about emotional expression: We can see the same kind of emotional retrenchment…
The Middle Season
My doctor told me to begin with adding five minutes to my morning walk. During those five minutes, I recalled the life I’d once had—that intense life that ambition gave me—and the man I’d once been.
(K)ink: Writing While Deviant: Simon Copland
Writing is not just about expressing myself creatively, or even about having my voice heard: it is about releasing some part of myself.
The Sunday Rumpus Essay: Skinning the Wildcat
My son was not born my son. My son was born my daughter.
The Saturday Rumpus Essay: Heirlooms
The strings of our DNA mark us as one, but it’s the roots of our memories that bind us.
Albums of Our Lives: My Chemical Romance’s The Black Parade
The summer before my final year at college, my fear started to manifest as an anxiety disorder specializing in sickness and disease.
The Rumpus Poetry Book Club Chat with Jonterri Gadson
The Rumpus Poetry Book Club chats with Jonterri Gadson about Blues Triumphant, her love of editing, and the intersection of poetry and comedy.
The Rumpus Book Club Chat with Jensen Beach
The Rumpus Book Club chats with Jensen Beach about his short story collection Swallowed by the Cold, suburbia in Sweden, quiet racism, and writing a series of connected short stories.
Rapture of the Deep
The point is not to lose yourself to that landscape, and to not become fearful of new landscapes.
Breaking and Burning
They pin him down and I stick him. I am relentless. This disease is relentless. And I am so pissed off.