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Self-Consciousness: Memoirs by John Updike

Edmund White

‘The freedom conferred by masks. Children and current wives cannot blame you for what your characters do and say.’

Self-Portrait as Amnesiac

John Burnside

‘Shoeboxes lined with eggs and empty / pomegranates drying in a bowl, / mousebones and wicker, chess pieces, muddled coats.’

Home

John Burnside & et al

Home is makeshift. Everything we build, everything we name, everything we hold dear and would not have taken from us is temporary and in constant need of re-imagining.

John Barth | Podcast

John Barth

John Barth discusses discovering William Faulkner and Lawrence Sterne as a student, the parallels between writing and arranging music, what happened to postmodernism and waiting for the muse to call.

Promenading

Chris Emery

A poem by Chris Emery, taken from his forthcoming collection The Departure.

Brodsky’s Room and a Half

Valeria Luiselli

‘It’s enough to sit in silence for the duration of a lighted cigarette in order to be taken over by the life force flourishing among the graves.’

A Trip to Syria

David McConnell

‘Several years ago, a friend and I stayed at the one hotel set amid the ruins of Queen Zenobia’s oasis capital, Palmyra, in the Syrian desert.’

Sky Burial

Maile Chapman

‘That was my first introduction to the way that the elderly are obliged to live: the dependence, the danger and the enormous expense when something does happen.’

Leaving Afghanistan

Christopher Merrill

‘An Afghan saying – if you turn over a rock, you will find a poet.'

Unleaving

Justin Mundhenk

‘She felt like she was stepping on someone’s knuckles. With each careful step, she heard the sound of breaking bones.’

That Father Lost

Dave Lucas

‘The last words I heard my father speak were Help me, over and over again. In all the rest of my life I will never reconcile this with any God I could dream of believing in.’

Abingdon Square Park

Rowan Ricardo Phillips

‘I once had had a thought / About a thought I once had had.’

Chinelo Okparanta | Interview

Chinelo Okparanta & Yuka Igarashi

‘I wanted to be sure to approach their resistance to Nnenna’s homosexuality from a practical perspective – one of fear, rather than one of hate.’

Letters From Two Exit Strategists

Jacob Newberry & Vanessa Manko

‘I feel like I’ll spend a great many years unravelling whatever is being stored inside of me just now.’

The Road to Damascus

Claire Messud

‘How can it be, that all that is in us dies with us?’

City Boy

Judy Chicurel

‘I would have dreams that woke me in the middle of the night, my heart shaking inside my body.’

Summer

Jacob Newberry

‘I met Jay two summers after Katrina, two years after my parents separated, two years after I came out.’

The Interrogation

Vanessa Manko

‘I am not an anarchist neither am I a communist.’

Station

Ishion Hutchinson

‘The train station was a cemetery. / Drunk with spirits, another being entered.’

America

Chinelo Okparanta

‘It is a reluctant kind of disregard that stems from a feeling of shame.’

The Island

Stacy Kranitz

‘Family bloodlines run deep and often intertwine.’

The Provincials

Daniel Alarcón

‘I'd been out of the Conservatory for about a year when my great-uncle Raúl died.’

The Beginner’s Goodbye

Anne Tyler

‘Sometimes the most recent moments can seem so long, long ago.’

At Thirty

Paula Bohince

‘At thirty, I fled from my life / in a hailstorm and firestorm’

Pay Attention

Sophie Cabot Black

‘I can only do what is here. But you / Have an entire congregation of choice’

Bonfire

David Long

  In his New England town, when Hawkins was a boy, Independence Day was celebrated...

In Sight of the Lake

Alice Munro

‘She liked how the latticework would provide a touch of fantasy.’

Fiction by Alice Munro.

The End?

John Barth

‘What do you do when your daily routine comes to a halt, when your latest achievement just might be your last?’

War Dogs

Aleksandar Hemon

‘He never bothered the refugees, never barked at those miserable people.’

Supernovae

Ellen Rachlin

‘Theory cannot be tangible fact / like driving on I-95 to get to a lecture / on supernovae.’

The Madonna of the Sea

Maaza Mengiste

‘If you can survive, all of this will pass.’

Detroit, 1966

Lynda Schuster

‘This is how it starts, my yearning to escape: with a snot-green triangular stamp from Qatar.’

The Moon and Back

Jessica Thummel

‘John Wayne Durler had always needed something to run from.’

Letters from One Young Poet to Another

Caleb Klaces & Soledad Marambio

‘I do like to think of my poems as messages.’

sleeping far from home

Soledad Marambio

‘They told her a thrush came into the house / and fell asleep by the TV.’