Some grief is inert. Some grief is an engine. Sometimes actively participating in grief, I’ve learned, is one small way we can learn to escape its riptide.
Is there a certain quality to letter writing or diary keeping that inspires the confessional? I believe so.
I suggest that no story, whether it’s fiction or nonfiction, is real. (Photo by Patrick Fore on Unsplash)
The more I read, the more I’m convinced that there’s no meaningful difference between fiction and the memoir we call nonfiction.
Leigh Bardugo isn’t just an incredible writer; she’s also an incredible person, not least because she writes very diverse stories that give readers the gift of representation.
On top of the career she’s already built for herself, Emily’s debut young adult novel Light Years released from Simon Pulse/Simon & Schuster in September.
The sexy words I write as an erotic author may intrigue, but they also invite readers into a level of intimacy that’s unintended.
With two hugely successful books and a television show on the horizon with real fat girls on TV, it seemed like the perfect time to interview Samantha Irby.
"I think that you're never too old to read about hope, love, and redemption."
Do you feel stuck? Paralyzed by fear that you will be bad at what you want to accomplish? The never ending cycle: perfectionism, procrastination, paralysis.
We’re trying to use the powers of the internet for good, by breaking down these artificial barriers rather than reinforcing them, and by giving people a way to connect with those they might never have encountered otherwise.