We Are Not Gods: Talking with Elizabeth Ellen
Elizabeth Ellen discusses her new story collection, HER LESSER WORK.
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Posts Tagged: Patricia Highsmith
What to Read When You Can’t Invite Your Queer Family Over for Dinner
Miah Jeffra shares a reading list to celebrate THE FABULOUS EKPHRASTIC FANTASTIC!.
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Sylvia Plath and Reclaiming the Gaze
Perhaps as women we are always trying to record the gaze. Marginalized people are often asked to validate our distrust, trepidation, and fear.
...moreHappy Endings
So I didn’t understand how radical The Price of Salt was, how strange and fabulist it is in parts, how hallucinatory and real. I didn’t know how revelatory a book could be to a life lived trying so hard to be normal. For Electric Literature, Melissa Moorer delivers a thorough analysis of Patricia Highsmith’s The […]
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The Saturday Rumpus Review: Carol
Carol is a powerful woman with enviable self-knowledge, effortlessly creating an erotic, sensual ideal of herself as a covert spectacle for queer midcentury women.
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The Rumpus Interview with Jamie Kornegay
Novelist Jamie Kornegay talks about his debut, Soil, life in Mississippi, writing humor effectively, and the geography of isolation.
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This Week in Short Fiction: Thus Were Their Faces by Silvina Ocampo
Probably more than anything else, sheer curiosity propels readers through [Silvina Ocampo’s] stories.
...moreYou Might Never Find Your Way Back: Shirley Jackson’s Hangsaman
There are other odd, improbable, tenuous connections, as if Hangsaman had a secret way of speaking to (or through) other artifacts beyond its time.
...moreThe Rumpus Sunday Book Blog Roundup
Before I say anything about book blog land today, I want to thank Brian Spears, our Poetry and Saturday Editor here at The Rumpus, for putting together some of the best information on Haiti I’ve been able to find anywhere. Take a moment to check it out, especially this. As for the book blogs… Xerox […]
...moreWhen The Rent’s Due Soon
“After opening my post on many mornings, I indulge in a few minutes of anguish and muted screams, then devote the next hour or more, if necessary, to tackling the mess. When I have satisfied myself that I have done the best I can by letter and telephone, I stand up from my desk and […]
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