by Lisa Peet
“There’s an essay in my book from one of the most unglamorous places in the world, Waterbury, Connecticut, but I love it. I think you can find wonder and mystery everywhere. I think you can experience newness anywhere.” Continue reading
Tag Archives: Mark Twain
To Forge A New Path: Q & A with Melissa Scholes Young
by Wendy Besel Hahn
“It’s true that you can’t go home again, but it’s not necessarily home’s fault. You’ve changed too much. Home expects you to be who you once were and can’t quite recalibrate to your new self. It’s exhausting and unfair to expect your people to know all of this.” Continue reading
The Terriblest Poet
by Brian Bouldrey
Yet, dare I say it? I do!—He got a lot of it right in his poetry: tragic and celebratory subjects, the declamatory mode, and emotion, all the emotion an exclamation point can generate. . . . I have never been afraid to make a fool of myself, just like McGonagall. Continue reading
FIVE IN BLOOM: The Word Files
by Juhi Singhal Karan
There’s something enduring about words that have been inked onto paper by someone for another. These missives have the capacity to reach across space and time . . . [H]ere we bring to you five such missives, five “letters of note” by bloomers. Continue reading
Fanny Trollope: “Tested as Few Women Have Been”
by Cynthia Miller Coffel
She was always clear that she wrote for money . . . but she was a critic of society as well: many of her novels were arguments for social reform; one critic calls her a “maternal feminist.” Continue reading
IN HIS OWN WORDS: Hesh Kestin
It was always clear I could conjure up better characters than the imperfect ones I met on the job, that the battles I am able to create are far more dramatic than the ones I took part in (not least because my own perspective, both as a war reporter and as a soldier, was rarely further than two hundred yards, and much unimproved by mortal fear). Continue reading
From Trailers to Treehouses: Where Bloomers Write
by Juhi Singhal Karan
Whether it is “a folding table wedged between the baby’s cot and the dining table” or “a clean, well-lighted place” every writer has a room of his own where the nebulous mist of thoughts coalesces into words and sentences. Here we bring you five such “rooms.” Continue reading
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