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Clare Fisher

@claresitafisher.bsky.social

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*Writer of novels, short stories, & creative nonfiction 📚 *Creative Writing Lecturer, University of Sheffield *Rep. Julia Silk at Greyhound Literary * clarefisherwriter.com *They/she 🌈

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Rebecca Solnit @rebeccasolnit.bsky.social · 14/02/2025

Happy Valentine's Day, especially to anyone who might identify with one of the letters in LGBTQ, particularly the day after someone Trumpy stripped the letter T and then the letter Q from the National Park Service website for Stonewall in New York City.

Image of seven of my books with Haymarket, Hope in the Dark (black), Whose Story Is This (violet), Men Explain Things to Me (blue), Not Too Late: Changing the Climate Story from Despair to Possibility, coedited with Thelma Young Lutunatabua and including 20 amazing writers from around the world (green), No Straight Road Takes You There (yellow), The Mother of All Questions (orange), and Call Them By Their True Names (red).

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Clare Fisher @claresitafisher.bsky.social · 31/01/2025

Dofu insists on helping me with my work this afternoon. He has Thoughts...

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Lisa Owens @lamowens.bsky.social · 29/01/2025

I wrote this a couple of years ago for @stingingfly.bsky.social about the great solace I found (and continue to find) in Lydia Davis's work. Re-posting here in case anyone else needs some Lydia in their life.

I’ve admired Lydia Davis’s writing for many years, and keep a copy of her Collected Stories on my desk. She reminds me there are always new ways into things: her unexpected approaches turn the most mundane material into something complex and surprising. For a long time, though, her formal innovations and often dispassionate tone held me at a respectful distance. I considered her more a writer of the head than the heart.
Lately, while going through a difficult time, I found myself unable to read novels. Something about their scale or point of view kept emphasising how stuck I was in myself. Condemned instead to scrolling online, I came across Davis’s micro-story, ‘Head, Heart’. The first time I read it years ago, I’d been left a bit cold by its simplicity—it struck me as reductive and naive. But encountering it again from a place of crisis, I saw the story was in fact a tiny, precious gift: it perfectly understood the inevitability and ordinariness of sadness as well as its extraordinary intensity and reach.
I immediately returned to her other stories and was astonished to see myself everywhere: in a lost button, the girl who imagines a little man at night, the old woman whose house is falling down around her. It felt like magic that these words—which I’d already read!—were waiting there to come alive for me at just the right moment. One of Davis’s collections is called Varieties of Disturbance and I think this title gestures at what she does best: recognising that peace is a precarious state, but also that we are never truly alone in our disquiet.

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Clare Fisher @claresitafisher.bsky.social · 26/01/2025

Just finished Johanna Hedva's new novel, out now w @andotherstories.bsky.social , and wow, I'm not sure what to say...a gripping, uncomfortable, thoughtful meditation on love, art, race, class, creation and (self)destruction.

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Jean Rhys @msjeanrhys.bsky.social · 24/01/2025

There is a lovely cold bracing wind. However it does not brace me.

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Clare Fisher @claresitafisher.bsky.social · 23/01/2025

Well, hello! I tried for ages to upload a profile pic without a cat but it wouldn't let me, so cats it is!🐈

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