Am I a writer?

In which I talk about the nature of the craft, the ones who are good at it and the ones who aren’t, and the stories I’m working on that aren’t the novel

Tori Amos and Surrealism

The Surrealism class that I am taking this semester blows my mind on a daily basis. For instance, I have read two novels—Nadja by Andre Breton and Aura by Carlos Fuentes—that left me a mumbling, stammering lump of writer guts. My reactions have mostly been inarticulate and visceral, but the more I learn about surrealistic […]

On reading Barbara Kingsolver (and, apparently, Joan Didion, as usual)

I am having trouble figuring out how and why Barbara Kingsolver ever wrote another word after The Poisonwood Bible. This is such an epic, important, career-defining novel that she would have been totally justified in resting on her laurels. The Poisonwood Bible took me awhile to get through because I am easily distracted and also […]

Cooler than I really am

I hope each and every one of you has a friend who thinks you’re cooler and more interesting than you really are. Mine is called Liz. About a month ago, she gave me this book called Julie and Julia: My Year of Cooking Dangerously, which is adapted from the blog Julie Powell started in order […]