Articles by Claire Cameron
May 2, 2016
I knew from the start that Eleven Hours would be short, because of the time frame and because there were only so many uterine contractions I could describe without losing my shit.
April 11, 2016
Only a fool would think these covers came from different countries. They were clearly designed in alternate dimensions.
February 1, 2016
When I ran out of money, I moved to my Mom’s in Maine, Charles D’Ambrosio-style, writing in her basement every morning starting at 5 a.m., taking a break for Buffy the Vampire Slayer reruns at 11 a.m. and making an early lunch before working more. It was like the weirdest saddest colony stay, about three months.
December 13, 2015
Yanagihara’s novel has fueled conversations across four social networks, five countries, and countless years of friendship. That’s more than enough to count as my book of the year.
October 19, 2015
I have a feeling that a piece of furniture with a sex thing built into it came and went fairly swiftly. The furniture has fairly quickly been superseded by the advances in robotics.
August 14, 2015
It’s relieving, it’s gratifying, it’s sad, but above all, it’s weird.
April 30, 2015
In subverting current ideas about gender, sci fi, and the thriller genre, Alex Garland delivers a film about theory of mind that is deliciously hard to read.
April 28, 2015
In writing about a novel like The Fishermen, I find myself in a dilemma. I loved it. I’m tempted to make a grand claim about this book, but which should I make?
March 18, 2015
The boundary between mental and physical pain is very permeable. I managed to break a small bundle of bones, but I’d take fracturing my wrist over working doggedly for four years on a novel before realizing in one grisly flash that it is utterly unsalvageable.
February 27, 2015
Many Latin American immigrants could tell us stories if we took the time to listen to them. The trouble is, if we did, and we really took these stories in, it would be much harder to rationalize the billions of dollars spent “securing the border” against a conveniently faceless menace.