By Diana Friedman In 1971, my mother published her first book—a Dell Pocketbook guide to employment for female liberal arts graduates. I spent my childhood watching her hunch over her typewriter, p…

From Mamdani to Trump’s Epstein fiasco, Americans are turning on their leaders

"They want to be doing this with no witnesses."

The war with Iran is far more than an attempt to prevent nuclear weapons from getting in the hands of mullahs (if it...

Sometimes, marriage is about learning how to braid the bitter with the sweet.

By Kerry Elson  Hey. It’s just me, the nemesis of creative writing teachers everywhere. You know … “just.” Teachers tell you to just delete me, cross me out, excise me from your short story, e…

By Patti Jo Amerein A brilliant editor once told me that another brilliant editor once told her she was falling into the habit of grouping her descriptors into sets of three. Allison K Williams had…

Like the protagonists of her novels, the writer of these diaries is a resourceful, socially skilled woman who takes...

One hundred years after André Breton launched the Surrealist movement, we’re still trying making sense of its aims and effects.

An unlikely journey of marriage, faith, and doubt in the Jaliscan highlands.

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Sumana Roy ponders the linguistic and aesthetic significance of “etceterization.”