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Connecting Thread: From Roe to Revolution (1 of 5)

2022-01-21T20:26:23-05:00

At first, I planned to carry on with my non-fiction and fiction rhythm from my booklog. While I was reading up on Lauren Groff to review her new book for The Chicago Review of Books, I came across her essay “The Ambivalent Activist, Jane Roe” in Fight of the

Connecting Thread: From Roe to Revolution (1 of 5)2022-01-21T20:26:23-05:00

The Writing Life: Langston Hughes (4 of 4)

2021-12-27T13:48:28-05:00

The 1619 Project (Edited by Nikole Hannah-Jones, Caitlin Roper, Ilena Silverman, and Jake Silverstein) opens with an epigraph from Langston Hughes, his poem “American Heartbreak 1619”: I am the American heartbreak-- The rock on which freedom Stumped its toe-- The great mistake That Jamestown made Long ago He’s such

The Writing Life: Langston Hughes (4 of 4)2021-12-27T13:48:28-05:00

Quarterly Stories: Winter 2021

2021-12-27T11:58:03-05:00

This has been a rich year for short stories. Some collections I’ve enjoyed without making notes, like Venita Blackburn’s How to Wrestle a Girl (2021); her stories are vivid and will appeal to readers who prioritize voice, as well as readers who admire a certain playfulness that’s delicately balanced

Quarterly Stories: Winter 20212021-12-27T11:58:03-05:00

Earth Changes, Habit Changes (4 of 4)

2021-12-27T10:00:40-05:00

The more that I read now about the climate emergency, the more references I find within my other reading. Here, in Deirdre McNamer’s Aviary (2021), an unexpectedly lyrical rumination: “She prayed for the groaning, hectically gorgeous, steaming world, which seemed, more and more often, to lurch and shudder on

Earth Changes, Habit Changes (4 of 4)2021-12-27T10:00:40-05:00

Alistair MacLeod’s “To Every Thing There Is a Season” (1977)

2021-12-15T19:00:14-05:00

“Yet Christmas, in spite of all the doubts of our different ages, is a fine and splendid time, and now as we pass the midpoint of December our expectations are heightened by the increasing coldness that has settled down upon us.” Maybe because this is the shortest story in

Alistair MacLeod’s “To Every Thing There Is a Season” (1977)2021-12-15T19:00:14-05:00
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