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On Obama’s strange comments yesterday…
Let’s deconstruct what Obama said about the Caliphate…
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Amina Cain’s Creature is very much alive
Myself, alone, in my bed, is a story. Creature is a quiet place. It’s deliberate, clean, and deeply personal. Delicate too, and therefore deceptively strong. I imagine Amina Cain staring at a block of marble until the story takes shape. … Continue reading
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Tagged amina cain, creature, dorothy project, experimental fiction, honesty, marguerite duras, yoga
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Fuck The Virgin Suicides
Seriously, fuck this persistent trope of glorifying and preserving the innocent, pretty girl victim, and especially fuck the cultural obsession with “virginity.” Virginity is a social construct. It is impossible to define without making it glaringly obvious that its perimeters … Continue reading
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Tagged Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie, dark girl, Feminism, girlhood, girls, innocence, Jeffrey Eugenides, misogyny, sexuality, Snow White, Sofia Coppola, The Virgin Suicides, virginity
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The Crone inside Howl’s Moving Castle
Virgin. Mother. Crone. The life cycle of a woman according to her lady bits. In Lynne Masland’s “The crone: emerging voice in a feminine symbolic discourse”, the crone is “an alternative symbolic discourse that permits women’s voices to be ‘heard.’” … Continue reading
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Tagged anime, crone, Diana Wynne Jones, feminsim, Hayao Miyazaki, Howl's Moving Castle, Lynne Masland, mother, old age, old woman, old women, sorcery, triple goddess, virgin, YA literature
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m, a poetic reading on the text between Beckett’s L’Innomable and The Unnamable
This book blog post is not about Beckett at all… The inimitable Lily Robert-Foley, best friend extraordinaire, wrote a book, m, that, while a text in and of itself, is more of a transmission: the revelation of, or commentary on … Continue reading
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Tagged Beckett, deconstruction, ergotic literature, experimental literature, Jiji, Lily Robert-Foley, m, The Unnamable, translation
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Bion and Beckett
In preparation for reading my Lily Robert-Foley’s m –– which is a poetic translation project focusing on the third text between Beckett’s autotranslations of his trilogy –– I’m reblogging an old Beckett post I had once written on the slipperiness, … Continue reading
Feminism and The Ten Year Nap
Meg Wolitzer wrote an acclaimed, lauded, best-seller, The Ten Year Nap, which, in a nutshell, delivers what it promises. (Haha.) Her characters are all stay-at-home moms who were once promising in their careers but left them for one reason or … Continue reading
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Tagged Feminism, Meg Wolitzer, Mommy Wars, Mothering, Stay-at-home Mom, The Ten Year Nap
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The MaddAddam Trilogy, or how I survived my depression.
I’m reticent to publicly delve into Margaret Atwood’s MaddAddam trilogy because I want to resist coming out of hiding. I’m in a period of drastic change. Change catalyzed by an admission of failure. Things aren’t going well, they haven’t been … Continue reading
My Denial of Death
Every year, around my birthday, I freak out. Often, it’s about my failings, anxiety about my crushing ambition, but mostly, it’s about my inevitable death. My Thanatophobia is why I bury myself in books. Bound and bracketed texts comfort me. Ernest … Continue reading
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Tagged Art, Atheism, Birthday, Catholicism, Cixous, Death, Existentialism, Fear of death, God, Make Good Art, Neil Gaiman, Nietzsche, Thanatophobia, The Denial of Death, Writing
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Never Smile at a Crocodile
Swamplandia! You broke my heart. I wanted to like you. Nay, I wanted to love you, but I didn’t, I couldn’t. Karen Russell’s overuse of simile was distracting, but the overall metaphor of the project fell flat. Swamplandia! is a … Continue reading
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Tagged Alligators, Crocodiles, Death, Karen Russell, Seth, Swamplandia!, the Underworld
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All this buttoning and unbuttoning 