by Juhi Singhal Karan
Is taking on a pseudonymous self caving in to the exigencies of the publishing business, or is it—as Joyce Carol Oates would have it—“an interior and not merely an outward transformation, a conspicuous redefining of the self”? Continue reading
by Lisa Peet
In a 1957 New York Times interview, she was asked, “Do you then look on your own life as a ‘tale’?” “Yes, I suppose so,” she replied, “but in a sense only I can grasp. And, after all, the tale is not yet quite finished!” It could hardly have been easy toward the end, or even particularly enjoyable. But for someone who nurtured an unmistakable ideal of high drama from childhood, and a writer’s sense of life as a narrative arc, how else could she have lived? Continue reading
Bloom 