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From the Archive: Rumpus Original Fiction—The Christmas Party
I laugh. My laugh, this thing that sounds better on somebody else.
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Rumpus Original Fiction: Three-Finger Freddie and a Fight
He could spin a Spalding between those eight digits faster and smoother than anyone.
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Mixed Feelings: How to Make Friends after Thirty
The problem is we tend to let romantic love eclipse all else.
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A Divine Comedy of Experience: Hannah Ensor’s Love Dream with Television
Art is a fickle running buddy, legacy jumps out unexpectedly, and love is too serious not to joke about.
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The Saturday Rumpus Essay: Night
With these young women, I no longer slip in and out of places undetected. With them, my cloak of invisibility—my only known superpower—has been removed.
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Making the Fantasy a Reality
It’s particularly pleasurable to read interview between writers who know each other well. Over at Oxford American, long-time friends Ada Limón and Manuel Gonzales discuss Gonzales’s new novel, The Regional Office Is Under Attack, and what it means to write…
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The Sunday Rumpus Essay: Unrecognized Brownie, Circa 1978
I picture families lingering over albums in the faraway future, someone leaning over someone else’s shoulder, pointing at me, asking, Who was that?
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The Saturday Rumpus Essay: In Defense of Not Cooking
Should there be a Bechdel test for women in the kitchen?
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Amazon Knows Your Friends
Amazon is deciding who you are friends with—even if you aren’t. The retailer is using that information to scrub book reviews from customers who might be friends with authors, reports the Guardian. Though the tight-lipped company won’t reveal the formula…
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The Rumpus Illustrated Interview with Megan Amram
Comedy writer and Twitter phenomenon Megan Amram talks time-travel, Jewish movie agents, and her new book Science . . . For Her!
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Defining
She warns me not to speak any of these words out loud. They are so terrible, she explains, that good girls like me, and good women like her, never say them.
