Since my father’s death, I dream about descents and falls. How, without warning, gravity has you in its grip.
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Death Rattle: The Body’s Betrayals
Since my father’s death, I dream about descents and falls. How, without warning, gravity has you in its grip.
A Storyteller, Unbecoming
On showing, telling, and finding one’s way as a literary writer of color.
Follow the Oil Trail and You’ll Find the Girls
A filmmaker travels the U.S. and Canada to speak with Indigenous women about the constant threats to their safety and their lives.
When Your Name Precedes You: Jeannie Vanasco On Feeling Bound to the Dead Older Sibling She’s Named For
“I was sixteen, the age Jeanne would always be.”
The ’90s Soda that Nobody Cared About Until It Was Dead
Writing for The Believer in February, 2014, Michael Schulman explored one of the most dramatic and memorable failures in American branding: Coca-Cola’s OK Soda. Marketed to Gen X’ers in 1994, the OK Soda brand died by 1995, though its artifacts live on in collector circles and advertising lore.
Responses
We’re delighted to share three responses to Scott’s essay “Between the Wolf in the Tall Grass and the Wolf in the Tall Story” from Paul Bloom, William Gatewood, and Daniel Raeburn. Jump to responses by Paul, William, and Daniel. * * * The Arrogance of Empathy by Paul Bloom I don’t regret calling my last […]
Where Do We Go From Here?
We are finally taking sexual harassment and abuse seriously. Now what?
The Encyclopedia of the Missing
She keeps watch over one of the largest databases of missing persons in the country. For Meaghan Good, the disappeared are still out here, you just have to know where to look.
‘The Loneliest Place for a Writer’: Gary Lutz on Writing (and Rewriting) Great Sentences
Early this summer I attended a disappointing writing workshop where a clearly unprepared instructor stressed the importance of creating air-tight sentences without bothering to suggest how. “Interrogate each one of your sentences,” she kept saying, then referring, over and over, to the first five lines of Lolita. While the overall experience was unsatisfying, it reminded me […]
