Authors Elisa Gabbert and Kathleen Rooney have similar, or at least compatible writing styles: meditative, super-smart and humorous, deeply self-aware, and literary without feeling academic. I think they've even collaborated on a poetry book together. It worked out well to read two of their books in tandem over this past week. Gabbert's The Unreality of... Continue Reading →
Walking England: To the River and Under the Rock
Writers on walking stretches of England, weaving memoir with nature and various musings, has become a popular little sub-genre. I'm intrigued but not totally sold on it yet. Let's explore two of them. "When it hurts," wrote the Polish poet Czeslaw Milosz, "we return to the banks of certain rivers," and I take comfort in... Continue Reading →
Jenny Erpenbeck on Life, Literature, and Activism
Book review: Not a Novel, by Jenny Erpenbeck, translated by Kurt Beals If the language that you can speak isn't enough, that's a very good reason to start writing. As paradoxical as it may be: The impossibility of expressing what happens to us in words is what pushes us towards writing. Whenever I haven't been... Continue Reading →
Memoir Mini Reviews: Wiving, Negroland
Wiving is poet Caitlin Myer's memoir about growing up Mormon with a skewed view of relationships with men based on religious tenets and how her own experiences developed, and how that changed as she came into her own and achieved a form of independence. It also covers her relationship to her mentally ill mother and... Continue Reading →
Unpopular Opinion On a Nonfiction Classic: Hemingway’s “Moveable Feast”
Book review: A Moveable Feast, by Ernest Hemingway (Amazon / Book Depository) There is never any ending to Paris and the memory of each person who has lived in it differs from that of any other. We always returned to it no matter who we were or how it was changed or with what difficulties,... Continue Reading →
T.S. Eliot In His Youth
Book review: Young Eliot, by Robert Crawford (Amazon/ Book Depository) What a few weeks it's been for T.S. Eliot, huh? There've been news stories referencing the poet every day: between the much-anticipated release of his letters to Emily Hale, his one-that-got-away who, despite rejecting him, seemed to carry a torch for him anyway; and the... Continue Reading →
Carmen Maria Machado’s Stylistic, Genre-Bending Memoir of Domestic Abuse
Book review: In the Dream House, by Carmen Maria Machado (Amazon / Book Depository) Author Carmen Maria Machado writes a groundbreaking, stylistic account of an emotionally and mentally abusive lesbian relationship, and underscores the message that domestic abuse in LGBTQ+ relationships are neither the subject of adequate scholarship nor open discussion, nor even, to some... Continue Reading →
Walking the Paths of Russia’s Golden Age Writers
Book review: Mud and Stars, by Sara Wheeler (Amazon / Book Depository) Russia was the first foreign country I ever visited. I was eleven. I have been looking over my shoulder at it ever since. I think there are many who share that sentiment, and it makes this genre of memoirs of Russia or travelogues... Continue Reading →
What Dead Writers Can Tell Us About How to Live
Book review: The Dead Ladies Project, by Jessa Crispin (Amazon / Book Depository) It was my circumstances that were killing me, I was sure of it. Jessa Crispin, editor of the now-defunct online literary magazine Bookslut, published a memoir, The Dead Ladies Project in 2015, but I was in no hurry to read it. I couldn't... Continue Reading →
The Short Nonfiction of Russian Emigre Writer Teffi
Book review: Rasputin and Other Ironies, by Teffi (Amazon / Book Depository) Many people find it surprising that I live somewhere so busy, right opposite Montparnasse station. But it’s what I like. I adore Paris. I like to hear it here beside me—knocking, honking, ringing and breathing. Sometimes, at dawn, a lorry rumbles past beneath my... Continue Reading →
Light Essays on Heavier Topics from Roxane Gay
Book review: Bad Feminist, by Roxane Gay (Amazon / Book Depository) These essays are political and they are personal. They are, like feminism, flawed, but they come from a genuine place. I am just one woman trying to make sense of the world we live in. I'm raising my voice to show all the ways we... Continue Reading →
Harper Lee’s Abandoned Work: A Crime Spree and a Mysterious Reverend in the Deep South
Book review: Furious Hours, by Casey Cep (Amazon / Book Depository) Seventeen years had passed since she'd published To Kill a Mockingbird and twelve since she'd finished helping her friend Truman Capote report the crime story in Kansas that became In Cold Blood. Now, finally, she was ready to try again. Novelist Harper Lee, long beloved... Continue Reading →