Food and Happiness
Charles Simic
“White everywhere. Mist so thick it obliterates colors and edges. Up on the quarterdeck, our captain looks like an artist’s afterthought.”
How to Write the Holocaust Through the Eyes of a Child
Jim Shepard on finding perspectives of innocence
Sally Mann: A Family Portrait, In Words and Pictures
On Motherhood, the past, and the beauty of the south
The Creature
Edna O’Brien
“She was always referred to as The Creature by the townspeople, the dressmaker for whom she did buttonholing, the sacristan, who used to search for her in the pews on the dark winter evenings before locking up, and even the little girl Sally, for whom she wrote out the words of a famine song.”
The Day Virginia Woolf Brought Her Mom Back to Life
May 5th, the Death of Julia Stephen (and the birth of 'To the Lighthouse')
Last Night at PEN World Voices: Dystopian Africa
Richard Flanagan, Mona Eltahawy and more, Look to the (Bleak) Future
Burning Down George Orwell’s House
Andrew Ervin
“Something rustled in the bushes outside the kitchen, then a monstrous face appeared in the window: an animal covered in mangy wet fur.”
Listen to Willie Nelson’s New Memoir-Inspired Song
The Redheaded Stranger Wrote a Book, Then He Wrote a Song
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