Write Like a Motherfucker
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Black Friday Sale and Rumpus Holiday Gifts!
This holiday season, give the gift of The Rumpus. We have plenty of holiday gift options for the well-read optimist or literary child in your life, and we’re kicking things off with a Black Friday sale!
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Putting One Foot in Front of the Other
Cheryl Strayed has inspired so many readers with her wise sayings, it was only a matter of time before someone collected them. The author of Brave Enough talks to Brian Lehrer about growth, fear, and moving forward: All the best…
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Architect like a motherfucker
Over at The Toast, Mallory Ortberg asks the very important question, what if we talked about architecture the way we do about writing. We’re obviously fond of the above selection, but there’s lots of funny to be had there.
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Still Writing Like a Motherfucker
An article published in Flavorwire hails Cheryl Strayed (Rumpus’ very own Sugar) as a publishing hero. In Jason Diamond’s words, “Strayed is the rare type of writer who is both critically and commercially embraced, but also keeps her feet firmly planted in the literary world.” But how did this…
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A Different Kind of Valentine
Looking for a last-minute Valentine’s Day gift for the book-lover in your life? Why not pay that gift forward to your community? Romance novelist Anna DeStefano’s Hearts for Hearts initiative “to give back to their communities by donating books they…
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“Write Like A Mother” Onesie Now Available for Pre-Order
Good news! The cutest thing to ever exist is now available for pre-order in our online store: the Write Like A Mother onesie. We know how many fierce writer moms wanted something a little more child-appropriate than the classic WLAM…
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Introducing the Write Like a Motherfucker Travel Mug
So you want to head to your favorite coffee shop to write, but you don’t want to bring your iconic, but very breakable ceramic Write Like a Motherfucker mug. What to do? Do like I did yesterday and bring in…
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DEAR SUGAR, The Rumpus Advice Column #48: Write Like a Motherfucker
I want to know what you have inside you. I want to see the contours of your second beating heart.
